"Okay," you utter for the third time since you agreed to spill the beans. I hope I'm not making it harder for you.

"Edward, it's fine," I say, realizing that the pressure is getting to you, "Honestly, what gives us the right to be all up in your business anyway?"

I take a seat beside you on the second gray lawn chair, "you can forget what I said earlier if you want, but whatever happened, I would never judge you."

Whatever it is has my boy in a nervous sweat.

"No," you shout out in such a way that I'm nearly thrown completley back in my seat, "I want to tell you."

"Maybe not here?" I hint. I know you'd feel way more comfortable if it was only me and you. The rest of the gang could show back up any minute.

You nod and I make a move to stand, pulling you with me. In our haste, your lawn chair tumbles over. Rose can pick that up too.

Your compliance should have given me the green light to barel more questions your way, but seeing you earlier, all fidgety and nervous, has my mouth contained.

Yes I do know how to tie up the bitch everynow and then.

You drive us to your house and I let out a tiny sigh of relief at the sight of no other cars in your driveway.

I want to race out and upstairs and you can tell, because I'm practically vibrating in my seat.

"Cool it Swan. You won't be this excited after I tell you." You turn away from me frowning, and I instantly feel bad.

I reach over the console and take your head in my hands to turn you back, "I'm not happy excited. Well, I'm happy our friendship is still solid enough for you to tell me this little part of your past, but I'm just anxious. This is the only secret between us. Right?"

"Yes," you agree and move your head to rest against my right hand as I feather my left hand through your hair. You close your eyes and I smile.

"Plus," I pull my left hand back to dig around in my purse. You belt out a laugh at the item.

"Can we share?"

"Always."

Sour punch straws can change anyone's mood.

"I just want to hop right into it," you move to lay flat back on your bed. I've barely bit threw my first straw, and I already know I won't be able to stomach a second bite.

"My freshmen year of high school was great." No shit. I could hit you for starting like that.

"I got into sports as soon as I could that year, passed every class with honors and you've seen me, I wasn't short on friends." That one earned you a little smack.

"But sophomore year. Bella, I honestly don't know what happened. One day my life was as squeaky clean as it always was, and the next, there was this big spot over it. Her name was Makenna, and it wasn't so much that I was attracted to her, I won't lie to you and say I wasn't, but it was how she reacted to me. I didn't have a lot of time. Between games and making sure my grades were on track, I was pretty busy. But unlike other girls, she didn't seem to mind. I found out why later on."

You grit your teeth at that sentence and I don't have to look at you to place a frown on that pretty face. I'll fix that, I swear.

"She was the new girl and she started hanging out with me and James. I wouldn't call him a friend, but he was the first friendly person to greet me my first day. The only time we really saw each other was on Saturdays and most days when I didn't have practice. That wasn't often. We were friends, and one night at a party, we were alone and she kissed me. I slept with her that night and a couple others. We never put a label on things, but she's the only girl I've ever slept with Bella, and if I could, I would take it all back. I would've waited."

For what?

"After a while. I started noticing changes about her. Our little thing was casual, but we said it was exclusive, so I never thought that she could be cheating. But she started acting so strange. She didn't avoid me, but was almost surprised to see me out. And she'd play it off by trying to fool around with me the second I made my way over to her. I noticed James hanging around her at school a lot more. He never came up as a threat in my mind, and while I was happy that she had someone else to hang with while I was busy, James was into some bad stuff. He sold all sorts of drugs, and though I never caught him in the act, I knew he was taking them too. I never really cared because it never affected me. When she started acting funny, I tried talking to her about getting some new friends. She just got mad and defensive and shrugged me off. One day, practice was cancelled and I drove straight to her house. I felt bad, like I had been neglecting her. In all the months we had been friends, I'd never seen the inside of her place. She would always complain about it either being a mess or about how annoying her parents would be. I walked in on her and James naked and high as anything on the living room couch. It wasn't weed Bella, there was coke on the table, and so much alcohol."

You take a couple seconds to pause and when those seconds turn into minutes, I crawl up the bed to lay on my side beside you. There's a look on your face I've never seen before. I reach over to weave a finger through your hair. It always calms you.

"That wasn't even the worse part," you say, staring up at the ceiling. "When they caught me in the doorway, they laughed. They didn't make one move to try and cover themselves up or come up with any kind of excuse. And James... He threw some pills my way and before I could say anything about not wanting their drugs, I realized that they were prescribed. They had STDs. I didn't wait around to ask which ones, but I knew enough about Zithromax to know what it's used for. I was so fucking angry Bella. Not because she fucked around on me or because it was with James. I was livid because of how embarrassing it all was. How I was so blind to not notice that something more than I thought was up. And confronting my dad, to ask him to run some tests, was the most embarrassing moment of them all."

"What a bitch," I say and you laugh and nod your head to agree. "What happened to them? Is that why you moved back?"

"No. We kind of just parted ways. What could I have said to her that would've registered anyway? She was so off her ass, she barely remembered that day and had the nerve to blow up my phone the morning after. I cut them off after I got my test results back. I was clean. By then, I hadn't had sex with her in at least a month, and I always used a condom Bella. Always. Plus we never, you know, had any other type of sex. We barely even kissed."

Yes! One body part that bitch didn't take!

"They ended up coming to school high off their stash and had a couple bags of replacement stuff with them. They got expelled. I finished out the rest of the year, and my mom had been setting up everything so that she could write from back here. She missed this place, and my dad was always welcome to come back to the hospital."

"Can I offer you a condensed version if this ever comes back up? A bitch you used to fool around with turned into a junky. She got expelled. No feelings lost."

"I like your version better," you laugh and turn to flip over on top of me. My arms extend to wrap around your neck while your face moves to lay in mine.

"Well I am a genius."

You let out a deep chuckle and press a kiss to my skin, "Thank you for being so cool about this Bell."

"Thank you for telling me. Really. Do you feel like you can lift that weight off of your shoulder now?"

You leave my neck and raise up to take my face in your hands. "I feel like I can do this."

You move your head closer to mine and I squeak.

These chapters are getting so long. I can't believe I started this as a Drabble fic. Edward's past is finally out and now they can move forward. Thank you for reading! Follow, favorite, review if you want :)