Chapter 3 - (B POV)

I have lived in Forks since I was fourteen when my mother re-married, to a baseball player called Phil. He was alright, he's better than all the normal blokes my mother is interested. I love my mother but she is kinda …. A slut. My mother was not even sure who my father was! Three men had to take a paternity test once I was born, so see who was my daddy. The results came back as Charlie, and so Charlie and Mum got married, and then divorced two years later.

Charlie is a great dad, he can't cook but he's protective and he doesn't ask me too many questions concerning boys. So to me he's perfect.

Charlie is one of the most special people I have in my life, Edward is another.

I've only known Edward for two years, but he's my best friend, I'll would do anything for him and he would for me.

However recently I've been thinking Edward might be doing too much for me….

FLASHBACK (2 months ago)

I was walking down the school's corridor when … Bang! I collided with someone and fell right on my arse. (It hurt like a motherfucker). I looked up and saw a fuming Lauren Mallory. "You fucking clumsy bitch! How fucking stupid are you not to look where your going." She screamed at me.

"I'm sorry!" I said quickly and stood up and offered her my hand. She brushed me off and glared menacingly at me. "You're a whore just like your mother, cosying up to Edward, who is way out of your lead! She spat.

Anger built within my veins, "He's my best friend! And how dare you say my mother's a whore when you had sex with Tyler Crowley in a bush on your first date!" I yelled.

"You bitch!" She screamed and she lunged for me.

She slapped me and tugged my hair while pushing me to the ground. My back groaned in protest when in hit the floor and I pushed her off me and she slammed into the lockers. "Argh!" Lauren shouted, she lunged again but I dodged. Lauren ran up to slap me, but a strong hand grapped hers before she could hit her target.

Looking up, I saw Edward. His eyes were pitch black and his lips were set in a grim line but he was shaking in what I thought was rage. "Don't you fucking dare touch her you fuck ugly slut!" He spat viciously. Lauren cringed in terror and she began mumbling her apologies.

I stared at Edward, shocked at his behaviour, this was the most angry I've seen him since …. I shuddered in remembrance.

"Edward" I yelled. His face snapped to mine and his eyes pierced mine showing me loyalty and devotion. My eyes flicked away from the intensity, when I looked up again, Edward had let go of Lauren and she was running down the corridor and around the corner ….

Edward was still visibly shaking in rage, so I raised my hand to touch his shoulder as soon as I made contact, Edward stood rigid. "Edward's what's wrong?" I whispered desperately as I hated seeing him this way. He grapped my face in his hands and his eyes looked imploring into mine. "Bella … No one deserves to speak to you that way…. And live." he stated. I shivered at the pure emotion behind his words, and wrapped my hands around his wrist that still cradled my face and spoke clearly as possible. "Edward, Lauren was just being Lauren, she needs to put people down to make her feel better. I don't care what she thinks! The only opinion that matter's to me is yours."

Edward beamed at my words and we hugged desperately needing to be with each other, as closely as possible."

As we stood up and had to go back to our separate classes, Edward grabbed my wrist and drew me close, feeling his body heat warm me, I blushed, fortunately Edward did not notice as he leaned in to whisper in my ear. "Lauren won't get away with what she said." Before I could say anything else, Edward was already down the corridor and around the corner.

I trembled at the sincerity in his threat, and walked to class leaving behind the mess that had just taken place.

END OF FLASHBACK

Lauren went missing 2 weeks after that …. Supposedly she ran off to New York with a hot artist she met in Seattle.

I was pulling up at school taking in the dull weather that surrounded me. I got out of my Red Chevy truck, and was heading inside Forks High School when I heard someone shout my name. I turned around and I saw Mike running towards me, I groaned internally. Too put things as simply as possible Mike Newton was a pain in my arse, mostly because of Mike and Edward's hatred of one another. Their testosterone fuelled argument always put me in the middle as Mike fancied me and Edward was my protective best friend who wanted Mike to back off (to put it nicely).

These arguments never ended well for me, as Mike always become more obsessed with me and Edward got angrier after arguments. I think one of these days Edward is going to kill Mike.

Coming back to reality Mike had reached me and had put a hand on my shoulder. "Bella … you're looking totally hot today" he purred. I cringed in disgust, "Hi Mike" I replied. Mike ignoring my simply response, wrapped his hands around my waist and pulled me to his chest. "Bella" he breathed, "Go out with me this Saturday,"

"Mike … um.. I ..I…" I rambled, I didn't know what to say but before I could say more a loud, angry voice rang not to far away from Me and Mike.

"GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF HER, YOU PRICK!"

I stiffened, I knew that voice, this was not going to be a good day ….