I really don't think I need put a warning for this chapter! Lol never thought that was going to happen! Hope you enjoy this!

Sorry for the short delay. I was feeling under the weather on Friday and then football got in the way yesterday. 9ers all the way!

The day I turned eighteen was happiest day of my life. I knew I was getting out of my father's house and I couldn't wait. It wasn't horrible living there, but I knew I would be happier with Edward. When I told Charlie I was moving out, he was pissed and tried to pick a fight with me. He must have thought I was joking when I had told him I was leaving on my birthday. When he walked in as I was packing my things, he had a shit-fit.

"Are you out of your mind?"

"Not that I'm aware of," I answered coolly and continued with throwing some of my clothes in the box on my bed.

"You're not going anywhere."

"And how do you think you're going to stop me?" I asked.

"Dammit, Bella! I am the law, and what I say goes!" my Dad yelled.

I rolled my eyes but didn't slow down my packing. Edward was going to pick me up soon so he could run the first load of boxes - whatever would fit in his car - over to our house. Then later, a moving van was coming to pick up the bigger things.

"If I have to throw you in a holding cell for a few nights, I'll do it!" Charlie threatened.

"That's nice, Chief," I said sarcastically. "On what charges?"

I finally turned to face my Dad, and was surprised to see that his face was bright red, sweat glistening at the top of his forehead.

"Maybe you should sit down for a minute, Dad," I said, lowering my voice.

I didn't want him to stroke out on me. Charlie's mouth gaped open a few times before he finally fell into the rocking chair near my closet.

"I just got you back, Bells," he whispered. "I don't want to lose you already."

I sighed, but began packing once more.

"Dad, you were already planning on moving in your girlfriend and her kids the day I got to town," I defended myself. "This house is already over-crowded and I am really looking forward to being able to take a shower with hot water again."

Charlie exhaled once more and rubbed his hands over his face, knowing that I was speaking the truth. He may have been glad that I was back, but he didn't have much time for me now, anyway. He had a wife and stepchildren that he had to look after now, too. A few gentle taps on my open door brought my attention to Sue, who looked as sad as Charlie did. I waved for her to come in, giving her a meaningful look and head-nod toward Charlie, who was looking out my window.

"Honey," Sue said calmly. "Bella is a legal adult now. You know that you can't legally stop her from leaving today, and you would never put your own daughter in a holding cell," she said, chuckling and moving to rub his shoulders. "Not that I would let you even if you tried."

Charlie grunted, but didn't take his eyes off the window.

"Plus, Bella wasn't asking for permission, Charlie," she said gently. "She's going to go whether you give your blessing or not, and I know that you will feel better if you can support her decision on this."

I sat down at the end of my bed, finished with the box in front of me.

"She's right, Dad," I said. "I'm leaving no matter what, but I would really like to leave on a good note. We'll only be five minutes apart, and you can visit whenever you want."

At that, Charlie's eyes widened and I immediately shook my head.

"Scratch that," I laughed. "But you can come by once in a while, after you clear the time with Edward or me."

With that, both Sue and Charlie chuckled, and the tension that weighed heavily in the air lifted. Charlie stood up and walked toward me slowly. I rose to meet him halfway, and fell into his arms for the first time in longer than I could remember. I clung to his flannel shirt and hugged him with all I had. We might not have seen eye to eye on a lot of things, but he was my father, and moving out of his house and into my boyfriend's, was a big step...even for me.

As soon as school was out, Edward was at my house and we were packing up a van he had borrowed from Emmett's dad. Charlie looked like he was going to cry when I was all packed up and ready to go.

"That's the last of it, Bella," Edward called behind him as he loaded the last box of my things into the moving van.

I shrugged into my jacket and faced Charlie as he watched the moving process with distaste.

"We're only five minutes away," I reminded him.

"Yeah, yeah," he grumbled, crossing his arms over his chest. "Are you...are you sure about this?"

I looked up, surprised to see Charlie glaring at Edward's back.

"I mean, he's not pressuring you into this or anything is he?"

"No, Dad," I insisted. "I'm doing this for me. Don't worry so much, old man," I teased.

"I just don't like it," he muttered.

"I know."

With that, I stepped off the porch to Edward's awaiting car, and without looking back, I made my way toward my future. I knew Charlie was sad because he had just gotten me back, but Edward was my home now.

Edward and I spent the evening rearranging the house and unpacking. We had a few small disagreements about where we wanted things to go, but nothing major. We had pizza delivered for dinner, and then once everything was the way we wanted it, we crashed for the night. I thought we would at least have sex, seeing how it was our first night together, but we were just too tired.

As the first week went by, our life living together as a couple was pretty much perfect. I even tried to cook a little. It didn't turn out great, but at least it was edible. Edward ate every bite without complaint, which made me smile. Either my cooking wasn't as bad as I thought it was, or he was just plain hungry. Edward was everything that I needed. There was nothing that I didn't love about him. Since we were living together, we really didn't have anything to fight about. We each knew where the other one was at all times, and when we were together, we spent our time showing each other our love. Having a calm time with nothing to argue about was fine with me for a little bit, but I knew I would find something to fight over sooner or later. It was the way I worked. I needed it, and I was getting antsy for another fight.

It was later on a Tuesday night when our first "argument" took place. My Dad had been making it a habit to call and check in on me every night, sometimes a couple times a night, and Edward was at his limit.

The shrill ringing of my cell phone jolted me from my studying stupor and I reached for it just as Edward growled out a 'not fucking again!' I sighed and nodded my head to him to show him that it was indeed my Dad - for the second time tonight.

"Hi, Dad," I sighed as I turned back to my study book in front of me.

"Hi, Bells," he said. "Studying hard?"

I shook my head and let out a humorless chuckle. "As hard as I was two hours ago when you called," I retorted.

Charlie didn't reply, but I could hear him fidgeting on the other side of the phone.

"I was wondering," he began. "When do you get your report card?"

"Report card?" I mumbled, distracted.

"Yeah. You know, the paper that tells us parents how well you're doing in your classes. The paper that will decide your fate if you're grounded for life or not..." He trailed off.

"Dad, you can't ground me," I snapped. "I don't live there any longer. A fact that you need to come to terms with."

"When do you get the damn report card, Bella?" he asked, clearly getting as frustrated as I was.

"I'm not sure, but I believe in about another four to five weeks. They usually pass them out every six weeks," I reminded him.

"Well, I would like to see it when you get it," he said. "Or I could just go up to the school and get it myself..."

"I get it, Dad," I said. "I'll call you and let you know the second I have it," I promised.

"You mean you're not going to drop out of school on me?" he asked sarcastically.

I sighed once more and glanced at the clock. I really didn't have time for this, and he was really beginning to piss me off. Judging from the glare that Edward was shooting my way, Charlie was pissing him off as well.

"No, I'm not going to fucking drop out of school, Dad," I exclaimed. "Although," I said, changing tactics, "we're still waiting on the blood work for the pregnancy test, so if that comes back positive, then I might drop out for just a little while. I mean, just until the baby is born. I'm sure you understand."

Edward, at that point, who looked murderous when he heard Charlie asking if I was going to drop out, suddenly bellowed a deep laugh. My Dad, on the other hand, dropped the phone. I laughed along with Edward and hung up, making sure I turned off my phone for the night. Let Charlie sit on that for a while.

Edward stood up from the couch and pulled me into his arms, kissing my forehead.

"Like I would ever let you drop out of school," he chuckled. "I would beat your ass if you even thought about it."

I giggled into his shirt, knowing that he wasn't threatening me; he was making a promise.

"Well, it's a good thing I have no immediate plans of dropping out of school then," I said.

Once we were completely moved in, it was time to get plans made for our wedding. Alice and I went shopping one day after school, and I found the perfect dress to get married in.

"Bella, it's perfect!" Alice squealed as I turned every which way in the three-way mirror.

I smiled widely as I took in my appearance - it really was perfect.

"I'll take it," I told the lady who was helping us.

"You'll make a beautiful bride," she said with a smile.

"Can you show us where to find the bridesmaid dresses next? We need a dress or my Maid of Honor still," I say to her, stepping down from the little platform.

"Maid Of Honor?" Alice questioned.

"Surely you didn't think you were going to leave this store without a dress for the wedding?" I teased her.

Alice squealed again and tackle-hugged me from behind.

"You're the best, Bella!"

I laughed and patted her arm that was currently around my neck. "Just remember that when I become your in-law."

It had taken a lot of convincing on his sisters' side before they agreed to let it drop that we were getting married. They didn't like the idea, but they wanted to be there to support their brother, and in the end decided they wanted to join us to witness the Ceremony. They also agreed to keep it to themselves for the time being. We didn't want anyone trying to talk us out of it. If the parents heard about it before we could tie the knot, I know for a fact they would try to stop us. While Alice didn't understand our relationship, she supported it and Rose said she didn't care either way. She said that Edward and I were both idiots and we deserved each other. That was the most we could ask of her.

I stayed home on the Friday that we were getting married. There were too many plans to make, and truly, I just wanted a day to have Edward to myself - an entire day. We spent the day relaxing and enjoying one another's company and discussing our plans for the future. Edward and I wanted to go to Vegas to get married, but we wanted to stay there longer than a day. The only time we would be able to do that would be over the summer, but neither of us wanted to wait that long to be married. In the end, we decided we would go on a honeymoon over Christmas break, but would stick with our plan to be married immediately. We didn't know where we were going, but I knew Edward would come up with something wonderful. Life for us had been so perfect and I was going to enjoy it while it lasted. I knew as soon as my Dad's wedding came around, all hell was going to break loose.

Edward had turned in all the paperwork we needed, a few days before the wedding. I had on my dress, and Edward just wore dress pants and a button up white shirt. We both had the biggest smiles on our faces as we entered the courthouse. I clung to Edward; I didn't want to let him go. I knew I was driving him crazy because I would tell him I loved him, or I would say something like, 'we're getting married' every few minutes, but all he would do is kiss me or say that he knew. I was super excited, and I didn't know how to let it all out. Emmett and Rose were our witnesses and Alice of course was my Maid Of Honor. Edward opted not to have a Best Man or anything like that, so it was just Alice up there with us. Edward's parents, like my own, had no idea what we were doing, and we intended to keep it that way for as long as possible.

The ceremony was quick and painless. Once we were married, I threw my arms around Edward's neck and hugged him tightly. I kissed him about a thousand times as well. I loved him so much. We decided to celebrate by going out to dinner with Emmett, Rose, Alice, Jasper, Leah, and Jared. We only wanted people who were going to be happy for us there. As we were walking out of the courthouse, we were met with a pissed off looking Charlie. He looked so mad that I hid behind Edward like a coward. How in the hell did he even know we were here?

"You didn't have to get married," Charlie said as his breathing picked up.

"It's what we wanted," Edward said with a little hint of anger. "We didn't want anyone trying to talk us out of it."

"You are both kids! Playing house is one thing, but being married is another," Charlie said as we stood face to face with him.

"Dad, this has nothing to do with you," I said as I met his glare evenly.

"Nothing to do with me? You are my daughter!" he yelled, gaining attention of the passers-by. "What the two of you have done is selfish! I would have given you a wedding if that was what you truly wanted. You didn't have to keep it a secret," he said as he shook his head in disgust at us.

"Bella and I did what was best for us. I'm sorry if you're offended, but it's done. Bella, let's go," Edward said as he pulled me away from my father.

"I'm not done," Charlie said as he followed us to our car. "I think it is shitty that we couldn't be there!"

I opened my mouth to say something as a pang of guilt shot through me, but Edward beat me to it.

"I said we are done talking about this," Edward said as he stared my dad down. "Get in," he said holding the door open for me. "If you'll excuse us, I'm taking my wife home."

"Bella, please talk to me," Charlie begged.

"Get in," Edward said. I knew he was trying to hold his anger in.

"I gotta go," I said as I closed the car door.

The guilt was beginning to weigh heavily on me, but we both knew that if we had told anyone, they all would have tried to stop us.

"Do not feel bad," Edward said once we arrived back to our house. "We are married, and no one can take you away."

"I know, but he looked so hurt," I said as Edward rolled his eyes.

"He was just hurt that you didn't do as he said," he explained as we got out of the car. "Please don't let anyone ruin our day," he said sternly.

He was right - this was our day and we said no one was going to ruin it for us.

I threw my arms around Edward's neck and hugged him to me. "You're my husband," I whispered in his ear.

"And you're my wife," he whispered back before placing a kiss on my ear. I closed my eyes as he hugged me tighter. "I love you so much," he said as he pulled back just enough to see my face.

"I love you more," I said with a giggle.

Our lips met, and suddenly, the Charlie drama was forgotten. Edward sat on the couch and pulled me on top of him. Our kisses were slow and passionate. I loved the feel of his hands on my bare skin as he slowly pulled my dress down my body. I could feel his erection between my legs and I rotated my hips on him. That earned me a groan. As I kissed every inch of his jaw and neck, I unbuttoned his shirt. He smelled so good; he was my new comfort. I needed him like I needed air.

Once our clothes were off, we didn't waste time with foreplay, we just needed each other. I slowly lowered myself down on him, loving the feeling of him inside me. He ran his fingers from my toes all the way to my face. With every groan and grunt he made, it made me continue my slow torture. We were just enjoying each other, and showing our love for one another.

He pulled my face to his and kissed me while I rocked on him. I loved the way he nibbled on my tongue and lips. The feel of his teeth scraping against my neck always gave me goose bumps and drove me wild. My movements started to pick up and my moans grew louder. I came all over his lap and his grip tightened as he took over. His thrusts became hard and fast. I felt him cum inside me and the feeling was overpowering. I sank my teeth into his neck, knowing I was going to leave a mark.

"Fuck, baby. That was so good," he said as I moved off of him and lay on the couch.

"Mmm, I know," I said with a yawn as he lay with me.

Just as we were cuddled into each other, my phone started to ring. Edward told me to ignore it, but after the third time it rang, it couldn't be ignored any longer. I knew Edward was pissed, but I knew I would get whoever it was off the phone quick.

"Hello?" I snapped.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" my mother yelled into the phone. "You are eighteen years old! You aren't even out of high school yet! Are you pregnant?"

"No! Why are you freaking out? I got married, I didn't kill anyone!" I said as Edward groaned into my chest.

"You!" she shrieked. "Something is wrong with you mentally, and I don't care what any doctor says. No one gets married at eighteen unless there is a reason they have to! I'm so disappointed in you!" she said as Edward snatched the phone away from me.

"If you have nothing nice to say to my wife, then don't call her again," Edward said with a slight raise to his voice.

"What kind of man are you?" I heard my mother yell. "Oh yeah, that's right... you aren't a man. You are a fucking kid!"

"Don't call this phone again," Edward said before hanging up the phone and looking at me with a raised eyebrow.

"I'm starting to hate your parents."

Yeah, I knew the feeling.

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