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We own nothing but these two crazy kids!

The bonfire was in rare form from what I'd been told. I had never been to one, so I didn't know what to expect. Edward quickly found a keg and told me that I was not to drink because I would be driving him home after his stressful day. It didn't bother me either way since I wasn't a huge drinker, so I just nodded and gave him a quick kiss, showing him that I understood.

I looked around for Leah, but didn't see her anywhere, and had no way to get a hold of her because Edward still had my phone. I knew if Leah needed me badly enough, she would have called Edward's phone, but I still wanted to text her to see if she was already here. Fortunately, Edward seemed to be in a good mood, but I didn't want to ruin that by asking him if I could have my phone back. Since we had arrived at the party, he had kept his hand or hands on me in some way, and his lips touching any part of my skin he could reach. He had his hand wrapped around my waist, and I was chest-to-chest with him as he filled a cup full of beer.

Deciding that there was no time like the present, I decided to ask him before I could lose my nerve. "Babe, may I have my phone so I can text Leah? I'll give it right back to you if you don't want me to have it for the night," I said, sounding sweet as pie.

He stared down at me for a minute before he pulled my cell out of his pocket. As my phone was powering up, Edward slid his hand under my shirt and began rubbing small circles on my stomach.

"I love you, baby. Thanks for this afternoon," he said, rocking his hips to the music that was playing loudly. "Are feeling okay?"

"I feel great!" I said with a smile as he kissed me.

"I can't wait to have you in my bed every night," he said, kissing my ear.

I loved this side of Edward, but just as I was about to respond, my phone beeped, signaling that I had eleven missed calls and fifteen texts.

"See? You are always on your phone," he complained, nuzzling his face into my neck. He was trying to divert my attention to him before it could go to the phone.

I felt so bad for neglecting him lately. It had obviously caused issues with him.

"I'm sorry," I whispered. "I will try not to let it happen anymore."

His grip tightened around my waist and he moaned in contentment. "I'm not letting go of you at all tonight, so don't ask me to."

"Never," I said as I rubbed his bare arm. "Alice and Rose are going to be here," I said showing him the texts I had received.

"You're still not going off with them," he said in a tone that I had come to deem his 'final' tone.

"Didn't plan on it," I said as he kissed the back of my head.

After sending a quick text to Leah and letting her know where I was, I gave Edward back the phone. He smiled at me as he put it back in his pocket. I turned around and wrapped my arms around his waist. His free hand was half on my ass and half on my lower back. I smiled into his shirt while he continued to rock us back and forth to the music.

"Here comes everyone," Edward said as I looked up to him.

"I brought my sweatshirt, but forgot it in the car. Can we go get it?" I asked as goosebumps broke out along my skin.

"Why?"

"I'm kind of cold," I said as he rolled his eyes at me and held me impossibly closer.

"I need to know what Leah will do and say," he whispered. As the girls walked up to us, I heard them laughing.

"Hey, man. Tyler is already puking!" Emmett said with a loud laugh.

I turned around to face the crowd and I immediately saw Rose scowl at Edward.

"Bella, this is my friend, Jared. Jared, this is my sister, Bella," Leah said, pulling my attention away from Rose for the time being.

I looked to Leah to see that she was completely enraptured with this Jared, and wasn't paying me or my marks the slightest bit of attention. I doubted she would even notice.

"Hi, nice to put a name with a face," I said as Leah playfully punched me in the arm.

"I have to pee," Alice announced as she looked right at me.

When I didn't make it a point to move, she grabbed onto my arm and pulled me away from her brother. She didn't even give me a chance to say no. When I looked back at Edward, he was laughing with the other boys and I knew that I wanted to get back to him right away. He was in such a good mood that I found it impossible to not let it put me in my own good mood. When he was happy, I was happy.

I tore my eyes from Edward as we entered the bathroom. Rosalie made it a point to look around first, making sure that it was completely empty before she turned on me.

"What the fuck happened?" she asked once she saw the bathroom was indeed empty. "You didn't have any bruises on you yesterday."

"We got into a fight and then had the most amazing sex ever!" I said nonchalantly.

I knew if I brought up the sex with their brother, they wouldn't want to hear any more.

"The bruise on your neck looks pretty bad, and if Charlie sees it he is going to flip," Leah said, looking at me through the mirror as she checked out her face.

She tried to hide her worry, but I could see it in her eyes plain as day.

"My dad won't see anything," I said, giving her a pointed look that I hoped she understood.

"Did you at least nut punch him?" Alice asked.

"No, but I did suck his dick!" I replied, wiggling my eyebrows at her.

"So fucking gross! I think we are done here," Rose said quickly, making Leah and me both laugh.

She knew how I liked to gross them out by talking about sex with their brother.

"Wait! I really have to pee," Alice said as we laughed again.

After we rejoined the boys, I saw Emmett and Edward gulping down a row of five shots while Jasper timed them. All I could do was stare.

"Crazy times," Rose said with an eye roll. "I'm just glad I don't have to take care of Edward."

"Is he mean?" I asked as Alice laughed.

"No! He is probably the most fun drunk ever!" Alice exclaimed.

"You only say that because he's never tried to grab your boobs!" Rose said, folding her arms to cover her tits up.

"Edward wins!" Jasper suddenly yelled.

"Emmett, you know never to go up against me, and Rose is lying," Edward said as he pulled me to his side.

"Dude, you said I had a nice rack and asked if you could feel them!" Rose said, making us all laugh at her theatrics.

"Well, you do have a nice rack," Emmett said as he quickly grabbed her chest.

After the guys were done having their drinking contest, we went and found a seat around the fire. I was blown away by the amount of beer Edward was drinking; I thought for sure he was going to be sick. He was so lovey-dovey and caring, that I couldn't bring myself to care that he might possibly be drinking himself into a stupor. He would just start kissing me, or rubbing on me for no reason, and if there was a good song on, he would stand us up so we could dance.

Surprisingly, he was an amazing dancer and I didn't think he would have been. He would swivel his hips and grind his cock into either my backside or my front, depending on how we were standing. Then, he would run his hands up my thighs or my arms and I was beyond ready to go home and fuck him. The whole time though, he was making me laugh so hard. He would start saying something, and then make a throaty noise and tell me to forget about it. If Edward ever became an alcoholic, I was pretty sure I could deal with it.

I watched Leah throughout the night, and decided she just needed the girls around to boost her confidence. By the end of the night, she was making out with Jared. They were so cute together and I was happy to see her so happy. The bonfire was so much fun and I knew I wanted to do it again soon. There was really no drama surrounding us, although there were two girls fighting over some guy. At least we had some entertainment, right?

By early morning, though, I had to bribe Edward with head so we could leave. I was lucky to even get us home in one piece; his hands and lips were all over me the entire drive. He would kiss my neck but his head kept getting in my way, making it hard for me to see. Before we arrived home, he slid his hand up my shorts and started fingering me. My foot kept slipping from the gas pedal, and I had to force me eyes to stay open. Plus, my fingers ached from holding onto the steering wheel so tightly. I was somehow able to hold off my orgasm until we were parked in the driveway. As soon as I came down from my high, I attacked Edward's mouth. I could taste the beer on his lips as he slobbered on my face, but he was so drunk that I was pretty sure he didn't know what he was doing. I ended up sucking his cock in the car and he didn't last long. That didn't surprise me for the fact that he was worked up all night and drunk as hell.

He staggered into the house, holding up his pants at the waist, causing me to laugh the whole way. As soon as he was in the house, he tripped out of his pants, and ran into every wall. As I helped him into bed, he kept saying how much he loved me and my tight pussy. He was too funny. As soon as his head hit the pillow, he was out like a light. I got myself ready for bed, and as soon as I was all tucked in, Edward grabbed me and pulled me to him, holding me tightly all night long.

My days kind of blurred together as summer drew to a close. Edward and I were still on a nice routine and spent as much time as we could together, but I knew that was going to end soon. I was really becoming spoiled with the unlimited amount of time I had with him this summer, and I had no idea how me being in school was going to affect either of us.

I did plan on speaking with my boss, Mike's mom, about new hours for the school year, though. I was already going to have to cut back thanks to the school hours. On top of still needing quality time with Edward . . . well, I thought it would probably be best to only work a couple days a week and only for a few hours at a time. My paycheck would practically disintegrate, but I learned recently that I wasn't working to bring in an income. Edward never allowed me to pay for anything, not even my own clothes. He would somehow swap out my debit card for his credit card every time.

In the end, I knew that arguing was pointless. So now, every paycheck I got was put in the bank, where it just sat . . . accumulating interest. When holidays or special occasions came around, I would then use the funds to buy things for Edward. I would just have to do it before he could guess what I was up to.

Deciding that today would be as good day as any to talk to Mike's mom, I woke up with a feeling of anticipation of what was to come. I felt antsy. . . nervous almost, like something was going to happen. The only problem was that I couldn't figure out what. Whatever "it" was, though, I knew it was going to be big. I hardly ever got this feeling, but when I did, I was usually spot on with my predictions.

"What are you doing?" Edward mumbled from beside me as I sat up and stretched.

It was a Sunday, and we usually spent the day in bed together. This particular Sunday, however, I was not only working my regular four hour shift, but I was also covering another employee's four hour shift. I completely forgot to tell Edward.

"I have to go to work," I whispered, giving him a quick kiss on his forehead.

He didn't reply and his breathing was even again, so I got up as silently as I could to get ready. After a quick shower and a bite of toast, Edward still hadn't moved. I knew that he needed his sleep, but I also knew that he had probably already forgotten where I was going; he tended to do that. I wrote out a quick note explaining that I had an eight hour shift today and wouldn't be back until dinner time. I hoped it was acceptable for him. If it wasn't, then I prayed that he could keep his temper in check until I was home and we could fight there rather than out in public somewhere.

The feeling of dread that settled over me before I left the house only intensified as my day continued. I could hardly concentrate on my work and Mike teased me relentlessly about being more clumsy than usual. Nervously, I checked my phone for any text messages from Edward throughout the day, but received nothing. It wasn't until I was about to go on my thirty minute lunch break, that I finally managed to release the tension in my neck and shoulders as I saw Edward come through the front door of the store with a big smile on his face at seeing me. I grinned back widely and ran to him, throwing my arms around his neck.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, surprised but ridiculously happy.

"I came to eat lunch with you," he chuckled. "What time can you leave?"

"I was just getting ready to go," I explained, grabbing his hand and leading him to the exit.

I only had thirty minutes with him, and I wanted to make the best of it.

"Bella!" I heard someone call from behind me.

I froze dead in my tracks as Mike's voice resonated through the now too still air. Fuck! I completely forgot about Mike. Pain ripped through my hand and I realized Edward was squeezing the hell out of it in anger. That same feeling of dread that followed me around all day today, came back in full force.

I turned around slowly to face Mike, surprised that Edward even allowed that.

"Yes?" I asked him, none too kindly.

"Umm, where are you going?" he asked, looking down at the floor, his ears slightly red.

"I'm taking my lunch," I replied confused.

"Oh . . . okay then," he mumbled. "Umm, have a nice time, then."

I muttered a quick thanks and tried to pull Edward from the awkwardness, but it was like tugging on a boulder. He was immovable.

"Why are you here?" Edward barked out at Mike rudely, making the poor boy jump in surprise . . . or fear.

"I-I work here," Mike stammered. "My parents own this store."

I palmed my forehead, knowing that the worst was yet to come. I had to do something and fast.

"In fact," Mike's voice hardened. He had obviously just grown a pair of balls in these last few seconds. Either that, or he had a death wish. "I got Bella this job."

"What are you trying to insinuate, Mike?" I asked scathingly, no longer even trying to move Edward.

Mike looked taken aback by my hostile stare and quickly tried to retreat.

"Nothing! I swear. I was just explaining to your . . . friend, that I helped you get this job in the first place," he said quickly.

I was hoping that Edward didn't notice the way Mike sneered the word 'friend', but as he took a step to get closer, I realized he had; nothing gets by Edward, after all. With every step that Edward took, advancing towards Mike, Mike faced it with his own step backwards; his blue eyes wide in fear.

"Let's get one thing straight here, Mike," Edward said, his voice unreasonably calm and controlled. "Bella doesn't need this job, and to be frankly honest, I wouldn't have allowed her to even take this job if I knew that you were here. You see, I don't like you, Mike. I don't like the way you look at my fiance, and I certainly don't like that you implied that my girl was incapable of getting this job without your help."

I gasped in shock as Edward suddenly shoved Mike, causing him to fly back into the stone wall behind him, his head bouncing off of it without a sound. Before Mike could even utter an expletive, Edward was there, not even an inch from him, towering over the defenseless prick.

"In fact, consider yourself down by one employee. Bella is no longer working here."

I had to move to the side to see Edward's facial expression, but his face was a calm, cool mask. Something that I don't think I've ever seen on him before.

"Are we clear?" Edward asked.

"Y-Yes," Mike stuttered.

Edward just chuckled darkly and brought his hand up to Mike's face. Mike flinched back violently, causing Edward to laugh hard as he patted Mike's cheek in what could only be deemed as a warning.

I was still standing there, shocked that this whole thing didn't come to blows, when Edward pulled me into his side and pressed his lips to my hair as he led the way out of the store. As we walked by the checkout line, Edward ripped off my employee badge and the ugly orange vest, and thew it on the counter.

"We'll talk at home," he promised, pinching my side.

We are really being mean with these cliffhangers! Hoping to update next week. We should be able to, but shit happens. Anyway, leave a review. Links of how to reach me are on my profile!

~Chapter 10 teaser~

"Is that your problem? Do I not have your marks on me? Do I need to tattoo your name across my chest to prove who you belong to!" he screamed as he ripped my pants and panties down my legs.

"If I'm such a cunt, then why would you want to have sex with me?" I asked when he stood to take his clothes off.

"If you don't want me, then why are you soaked?" he countered, slapping my pussy.

I was so wet that the slap stung my bare skin. I knew there was nothing I could say to deny it; I was turned on.

"I'm fucking you because that is the only time you seem to understand that you belong to only me!" he yelled as he gripped my ankles.