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Chapter 28-We So Explicit

BPOV

"Come on, quick! The guys will be here any second!"

It was Friday night and we were all getting ready in Jess and Ang's room, to go to Spark. Jess was wearing a short strapless pink dress, and Angela a burgundy one which came in at the middle and flowed outwards.

I quickly put the finishing touches to my hair and looked in the mirror. I was wearing a short sequined dress which had diamond cuts on either side of the waist, revealing my skin. My hair was straight and pinned back in a few places. And I had a deep red lipstick on. I didn't really fancy the dress, but Jess is practically Alice and had insisted on it.

"Woah Bella, you look smokin' " Jess exclaimed at me. I rolled my eyes.

"Shut up Jess. Let's go."

I grabbed my bags and we all crept out quietly. Everyone was allowed out till 2 on a Friday night, but certainly not to clubs, so we had to be careful. We snuck into the main hall where we met Ben, Eric and Mike.

Eric wolf whistled at us. I smacked him over the head lightly.

"Ouch Bella!"

"Eric if that hurt you're more of a pansy than I thought man," Ben said, reaching out and taking Angela in his arms. They had kind of been having an unofficial thing and it was so cute. They were both so down to earth and funny, it was perfect.

I kind of felt a pang and wished that Edward was here. I couldn't help it. God knows if it were for him I wouldn't even be in a club. I hadn't got anymore texts or calls from him since that night I went to Jacob's. It had been three days and I was dying inside, no matter how much I tried to resist and tell myself that I was okay. I spoke to Alice a lot, just to make sure Edward was alright and hadn't done anything stupid. She also promised to keep an eye on him so he wouldn't follow me again.

We got into the cab outside the school gates, checking no one saw us and then we were on our way, singing and chatting in the car.

When we arrived the queue was massive, and I immediately lost hope of ever getting in. But as always Jess had this covered. She walked up to the front and said, "Jess Stanley and friends."

Without another word the bouncers let us through, ignoring the protests of the people behind.

It was amazing! I'd never been to a club like this. There was different levels and stands with people dancing, strobe lighting going on and off and loud music. The place was packed.

The first thing we hit was the bar. I'd never been a big drinker but with everything that had happened had made me not even care.

An hour and seven shots later, me Jess and Angela were dancing away to the music. Angela and Ben were grinding with each other and Mike and Eric had snagged themselves a few girls. Any guy that came up to me, I swiftly moved away. I knew that getting with another guy was wrong. I was with someone. Was I? I began to get confused in my drunk state, and soon enough all the pent up emotion was starting to leak through.

I excused myself and went to the toilet, locking myself in a cubicle. Everything swayed and I took a deep breath trying to calm myself down. Don't ruin this night Bella. Have some fun.

After a quick mirror check I found myself at the bar again.

"What can I get you?"

I shrugged.

"Anything you got and keep it coming."

"Well, well, looks like someone wants to lose control tonight," a gruff voice to my left said. I turned. A guy in his mid-twenties, with sandy blond hair and piercing blue eyes was looking straight at me.

"I'm sorry, do I know you?"

"James," he said, extending his hand to me.

"Bella," I said, taking his hand then downing another one of my drinks. It burnt the back of my throat and I shuddered.

"You're beautiful. How about a dance Bella?"

I shook my head, not remembering why I shouldn't.

"Oh come on, just one."

"I'm good thanks," I said, my voice slurring slightly.

It didn't deter him. He kept talking to me, his arm sliding around my shoulder, whispering in my ear. I didn't even realise what was happening. Then I looked up and I saw him. I'm pretty sure I stopped breathing. Edward Cullen. My beautiful, terrifying Edward.

He was sitting on the other side of the square bar, his eyes never leaving mine, licking his bottom lip. I moaned involuntarily. I could feel the electricity pulsing between us. He was only ten feet away. James thought my sound was because of him. He slid closer and I felt his tongue on my ear. Edward bared his teeth. Then I got angry. How dare he follow me here? He had no right.

"Let's dance," I said abruptly to Josh. John? James? What was his name again?

I felt him purr in my ear and I grabbed his hand and pulled him back onto the dance floor. His hand wound around my waist as some Usher song was playing.

Hey girl, I'm debating,

If I should take you home,

Should I take you home?

I don't mean to keep you waiting,

But I just gotta know,

If you're ready

My back was to him and I was grinding against him, the whole time maintaining eye contact with Edward. He hadn't moved, his expression was frozen with disgust and fury. Good. I felt a glint of satisfaction.

She says she wants to take her skirt off,

Be my guest,

I was dancing harder against him now, bringing my arms up and over my head, locking my hands behind his neck, pulling me closer as he hummed in my ear.

I decided to take my shirt off,

And show my chest,

We be sipping on that merlot,

So you know what's next,

Working intermissions,

Switching positions,

We so explicit oh-

I looked up and Edward was gone. I smiled to myself. Now I just had to get away from this creep. There's no way he'd let me go, especially with his hardness pressed up against me.

"Hey, I'm gonna go to the bathroom," I whispered in his ear.

"Want me to come with?"

I shook my head.

"Na, let me pee, then we'll find somewhere more private. Stay here."

And with that I let go. It was too hot and I couldn't breath. I dodged the crowd and went to the side where I saw a quiet corridor. I walked down it and leant against the wall, trying to catch my breath. The alcohol making my brain all fuzzy, and I was starting to feel sick. Edward was here. I fumbled around for my phone before I realised I didn't have any pockets and I left it in my bag on our table.

I saw a figure walking down the corridor from where I had come from, coming closer to me.

It was him. I knew it. I could feel it. I didn't even have to see it. I turned to my left, there was a fire exit one foot away from me. I tried to push against it. It wouldn't work. Damn it. Aren't fire doors meant to open? That deserves a complaint to the manager…

"Where you going Bella?"

I heard his voice, it was low, rough. He was angry. Oh fuck what have I done?

I couldn't even reply, my words got stuck in my throat.

He was two feet away now, and I could see his glowing golden eyes.

"Don't- don't come near me," I stuttered. He stopped a second.

"Or what?"

I didn't have an answer to that either. He grinned, not my usual crooked smile, but a cruel smirk. He knew I couldn't do anything.

Within a second he had my pressed up against the wall, my hands above my head and his nose skimmed down my cheek and he inhaled deeply.

My heart was racing and I closed my eyes hoping against hope that'd he would go away. I wasn't ready to deal with this just yet.

"Edward, please let me go," I whispered. I knew over the loud music, he could hear me loud and clear.

"So you could go back to that fuck? No chance Isabella."

"I know we need to talk, but not now, please Edward. I need time."

"Look at me," he demanded. I opened my eyes, transfixed by this golden orbs. He smelled so good. He smelt like mint. He smelled like wood. He smelt like sex.

"What did you think? By wearing this," he hissed, releasing my hands and moving his all over my dress, "And practically dry humping a stranger in front of me, you think I wouldn't make sure he knew you were mine? That you were free to do what you want?"

Rage boiled inside me.

"I'm not your possession."

Edward growled and looked down over me, his hands slipping round my arse, moving my crotch closer to him. His eyes disappeared in that familiar pool of lust. I moaned, feeling my wetness. I knew he could smell it.

"Your body tells me something different. Your body sings to my tune, love."

Slowly he parted his legs, letting one of mine slip between them. I was practically crouched on his thigh by now.

I looked up, trying to remember my anger. I couldn't give in. Why did I drink so much?

"So tell me, would you have had sex with him?" Edward whispered, grinding me against him. Oh fuck.

I shook my head. I would never do that. He should know. I only wanted him.

"You're lying to me Bella, I could smell how wet you were when you were dancing with him."

His tone was dead and flat. It terrified me.

"It was for you," I whispered truthfully. Just watching him there, angry and jealous and ready to bounce was enough to undo me.

"Why should I believe you?"

I was furious. He hadn't told me the truth. And for some reason, I was the liar?

"Because…" I moaned, my hands around his neck, moving against him, feeling his hardness through his jeans. I didn't have a reason. It was obvious.

"Because…" he coaxed.

"Because…"

All of my slightly coherent thoughts disappeared. I pulled him towards me, locking my lips with him. He didn't deny me. Our tongues met, battling with each other. We were moving fast now, his hands making their way towards the zipper at the back. In one sharp tug he had pulled it down. I pulled the material down and brought my arms out, so the dress pooled against my waist.

"No bra," Edward growled. His hands grabbed my breasts and teased my nipples as I cried out. It was painful, but beyond any pleasure. Indescribable.

I grabbed his colour roughly, as our lips met again, our mouths open and licking. I tugged his jacket off and with all my strength I pulled the shirt apart, the buttons popping and falling to the floor. We were taking our anger out on one another, in a way that both of us could relate to. It was a battle of power, jealousy and lust.

Once his shirt was off, my hands travelled down wards. I moved my hips back for a second and placed my hand in between us, so I could feel the bulge in his pants. I palmed his jeans roughly, feeling my hand against my own crotch as well.

"OH SHIT," he growled, bucking his hips into my hand again and again.

My lips left his and I licked his stone cold chest. He tasted so good. So salty, so sweet, so hot, so cold. My mouth closed over his nipples and I sucked as hard as I could.

I heard a crumble in the wall against me and his fist collided with the wall behind me.

"Bella, oh BELLA," he hissed, repeating my name again and again. I removed my hand from between us, and pulled down my underwear, letting it fall to the floor, my dress followed. I was standing there, naked, in heels, in the middle of the corridor, totally hooking up with this lying, hot, beautiful man. He pulled away from me, letting his eyes travel straight down between us.

"You're so fucking perfect," he said, moaning, his eyes never leaving my body. Then he licked from the valley between my breasts down, over my bellybutton. Goosebumps erupted all over my skin. Too good. I couldn't handle this.

"Edward, oh god, oh."

He kneeled down, so he was faced at my crotch. He was so close to where I wanted him. His nose pressed against my centre and I felt him inhale deeply.

"Please, please, I'm begging you," I whimpered. I wanted to feel him there.

"Please what?"

"You know what," I breathed, squeezing my eyes shut.

He growled.

"No. Look at me and tell me."

I looked down at him, seeing the look of wild hunger on his face.

"I want you to…I want you to lick me," I whispered, my face turning red, but it was my body's default. The alcohol in my system didn't make me feel embarrassed.

I felt his cool tongue against me. I grabbed onto his hair.

He pulled back, looking at me with wonder.

"You taste, so incredible, the best thing, oh my…"

Without another words, he was licking my centre over and over again, holding my arse as I thrashed and bucked into his mouth. I widened my legs and pushed his head further down, wanting more.

"Ohhhhhhh, fuck," I cursed loudly.

Then I felt his tongue enter me and move in and out at vampire speed. I had never felt anything so intense in my life. I thought I was going to die from feeling so consumed. Just then his tongue reached that special spot inside me and I screamed. He did it again and again, I was shaking and screaming, not even caring who saw or heard. I was so close, I could already feel the build up of pleasure, ready to rupture.

"Oh Edward, yessss Edward!"

He was amazing. He was my heaven. He was my hell.

Then just as I was about to let go, he pulled his head up and locked my gaze, the corner of his mouth wet with my juice. He licked it, placing a cool long finger inside me and pumping slowly. Painfully slowly. Not hard enough. Not fast enough. His eyes were dark, his expression intense.

"NO! PLEASE DON'T STOP! PLEASE!" I cried, tears actually coming out of my eyes. I wanted this so bad.

He didn't react, simply looking up at me from underneath his thick lashes.

"Tell me you're mine, Isabella," he murmured roughly.

I struggled with this. My anger towards him had not dissipated. But I couldn't deny it. I was his.

His fingers stop moving all together and I gasped.

"Say it."

"Oh please, no Edward. Please. I'm yours, I'm yours!"

"Tell me no one will ever touch you like this."

No one ever would. I didn't want anyone else to. But I didn't want to tell him. I didn't want to give him the upper hand.

He pinched my clit and I screamed again. It was torture. A sensual torture.

"No one…fuck…no one but you….only you…"

"Tell me you love this. Tell me you love me."

I was too far gone to even consider stopping myself.

"I love what you're doing. I've wanted it for so long. You're so…I love you…I love you so much."

He was satisfied. His head dove down, his tongue inside me again, one hand squeezing my breast, the other my arse. It only took about thirty seconds for my vision to turn white, and experience the most intense, earth shattering pleasure I've ever felt.

My throat was hoarse as I shouted his name again and again and again. It lasted about twenty seconds. His tongue never stopped. I thought I was going to pass out from the heat. I heard myself breathing heavily and he lapped up all my juice, moaning at the flavour, causing my body to vibrate. When he was done he kissed my sensitive clit softly.

"So good," I whispered. My legs turned to jelly, my fingers gripped against Edward, as he pulled my underwear up, with my dressed, and turned me around to face the wall so he could zip it up. When I turned back round to face him, his expression was thunder, his eyes not meeting mine, his erection looking as if it was going to tear through his jeans.

I felt more wetness escape me, as I looked at his hair in a messy array on the top of his head, his lips slightly swollen and my red lipstick all over his chest. God, I couldn't get enough. I was sick.

Then it hit me. I let him assault my body when I was angry at him. After he lied to me. After he wanted to chain me up. I told him to stay away from me. Why didn't he just stay away? Why were we so drawn to each other?

I pushed him away and he let go easily. My breath was laboured and my mouth was dry. How could he manage to do this to me? I slid against the wall down to the floor, he did the same on the opposite side, his eyes never meeting mine.

"I could never cheat on you," he said flatly.

"Me neither-"

"Bella, you were cheating on me."

"No I wasn't. I was pissing you off," I muttered.

"It worked."

"Good."

"Good? Bella what did I do to deserve that?"

Anger pulsed through me again.

"What did you do?" I mimicked, "Don't even get me started."

I could feel the alcohol in my bloodstream, but I was adamant not to lose this opportunity to confront him.

"No please, explain to me, what drove you to this? Drinking? I didn't know you drank this hard."

He sounded not disgusted, but cold and disappointed.

"Fine," I took a deep breath. I couldn't shout, my throat was too sore for that.

"Firstly, Jacob Black is my best friend. Always has been always will be. For you to not understand that is beyond my comprehension. Secondly, to threaten to chain me to a chair? Are you crazy? I'm not your fucking dog. Thirdly, when I told you to stay away, it means, don't follow me, here or home or wherever. Next, thank you for keeping a big part of your present and future a secret from me. You were engaged? And it's not even that. You played a poor girl, regardless of her feelings. It made me feel sick to my stomach. And last, you're going to tell me what you do for the Volturi. Are we clear?"

There was a deadly silence, all that could be heard was the muffled beat of another song playing from the main club area.

Edward then looked at me for the first time, pain in his eyes.

"Jacob loves you-"

"He imprinted."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

"You were going to leave me and never come back-"

"No I wasn't. I will always come back to you. You were hurting me and scaring me. I just needed space."

"I was worried about you," he whispered.

"You still didn't need to follow me."

"I needed to make sure you were safe."

"I am safe at Jacob's."

"And here?"

"I was safe here too."

"You got abducted from a club once."

"Yeah by you."

"I was here to make sure it wouldn't happen again."

"Oh."

"And Tanya…that was something…I was going to tell you…"

"Were you?"

My tone was cynical. He inhaled sharply.

"I swear I was. It's not something I'm proud of. It's one of my biggest regrets. I hurt everyone, I always hurt everyone."

His voice broke at that last part.

"Did you have sex with her?"

Edward didn't hesitate.

"Of course I didn't. I didn't want her in that way."

"So you're a virgin?"

I had to be clear. If some girl had already had Edward, it would break my heart. He had never mentioned that he was a virgin, I had just assumed.

"Yes."

I sighed with relief.

"Did you kiss her?"

Edward froze and nodded. I felt jealousy burn inside me. Even though I had no right.

"Did you…touch her?"

Edward closed his eyes and gulped.

"Please…" I whispered, "You didn't know me…you're not betraying me, tell me…"

"Yes, Bella, I touched her."

"Did you do with her what you just did to me?"

He nodded slowly. Tears pricked at my eyes, which I blinked back.

"Bella I'm so-"

I shook my head and put my hand up.

"Did she touch you?"

I would be more than upset if she had got to touch my Edward. Purely because he didn't let me touch him at all.

"No. I told you, I didn't want her like that. I couldn't even get it up. I only licked her out to stop her having sex with me, it was the only way to shut her up," he whispered.

His words were crude and cruel alike. I've never heard him speak like this before.

"She was the only woman?"

Edward nodded.

We sat there in silence.

"Bella…if you knew my job. You'd leave me."

My heart froze.

"I couldn't leave you if I wanted to."

"You'd hate me."

"I couldn't do that either."

He took a deep breath.

"I will tell you. I promise I will tell you. But not tonight."

I nodded. I didn't want to hear anything else tonight anyway. The alcohol was getting to me and the tears were freely falling down my face.

"Bella, I am truly sorry for everything I have done. I can't help my reactions to things. I don't want to make you unhappy, I will try my very best to control myself."

"Edward you know you weren't out of control when we fought about Jacob."

"Bella! Please understand. You're mine. But it doesn't feel like I deserve you. Anything that threatens to take you away from me, I just have to stop it happening. Including Jacob, though that doesn't seem to be the issue anymore…"

I could understand that, I knew I didn't deserve someone as incredible as Edward.

"How did you come here tonight? All these people…"

"All I could think about was you. No one's scent is appealing when you're in vicinity. You've captivated me, Miss Swan."

I smiled a small smile.

"You're glowing," he whispered.

Then Edward looked ashamed.

"You taste…I've never tasted anything so good. It's second only to your blood. I want more…"

I pulled my dress up slightly at the bottom and winked. He laughed in relief at my reaction.

"Don't tempt me. Though, I must say…that dress…it's destroying me…" He groaned again and closed his eyes. I noticed the bulge still in his jeans.

"Do you want me to…"

He shook his head, almost reluctantly.

"No Bella. Please. I don't let you touch me because of my lack of control. You can soon, just let me build up to it. It'll take time."

"Okay."

I then shivered.

"Are you cold Bella?"

I nodded. He stood up and then pulled me to my feet and wrapped his jacket around me. He held me close to his body and for the first time in days I felt at peace.

Then I heard Edward dry sob against my shoulder. I held him tight as he let it all out.

"So sorry. Love you so much…need you so much…don't leave me…please…I'll die Bella…I swear."

I cupped his face in my hands, making him look at me.

"I'm. Not. Leaving. You." I said firmly, raising my eyebrows at him. He didn't look convinced.

"Edward you know this pain you feel in your chest when we're apart? I feel it too. I can't even concentrate without you. I would never leave you, I swear."

He calmed down after that, still not letting me go.

"You okay?" I asked, running my fingers through his hair.

He nodded and smiled weakly at me.

"I know I've been a jackass. But can I kiss you?"

I laughed. Did he even have to ask?

"How is it you're so hungry for me one minute, and the next a gentleman."

He looked worried.

"I love it so much," I reassured him and leaned up to capture my lips in his.

But he stopped me but gently placing his hand over my mouth.

"Let me say something."

My eyes widened.

"Bella, I want to be worthy of you. I want to be your best friend, your protector and your lover. I'm not going to pretend I won't be jealous of other guys, I will be. But I'm improving. I even let that James cunt go alive. Give me time. I promise you, you will never cry or feel like this again."

Then his lips were on mine and I responded enthusiastically by jumping up. He caught me and my legs wound around his waist. Our tongued gently moved over each other and we took our time. There was nothing sexual about this kiss. It felt pure and beautiful. Edward pulled away and started planting little kisses on my jaw and my cheeks and my nose.

I giggled and hugged him tightly. I then traced my finger over his high cheekbones and over his soft red lips. He gently kissed my finger and I giggled again.

"Bella, you are so drunk," he said, smirking.

"No I'm not," I pouted.

He started to laugh.

"Yes, you are."

"Shut up." I whined, and buried my face in the crook of his neck.

"What time do you have to be home?"

"We were planning on leaving at one thirty…I think. What's the time now?"

"Twelve fifteen."

I frowned at him.

"How did you know that? You're like magic!"

Edward chuckled again, clearly amused and put his watch in front of my face. It was thick and silver with a circular face. Wow.

"Can I wear that?"

Edward looked confused.

"Please?"

"I will buy you one hundred watches like this Bella…"

"No, you don't understand. It has to be yours."

I couldn't explain my need for wearing what Edward had. It was just something I liked.

I could tell Edward still didn't get it, nevertheless he set me down and took it off him and put it on my wrist then kissed my hand. His eyes lingering on my promise ring and blazing with something I couldn't recognise.

"Hey I look like you!" I exclaimed, I was wearing his jacket and watch. Edward rolled his eyes.

"I'm going to tease you about this night for the rest of your life," he snickered.

I didn't care. I was so happy I was practically giddy.

"Edward, erm, I ripped your shirt, you might wanna…"

Edward looked down and snorted.

"God Bella. You so want me."

"Shut up," I said, smacking him. I took off his jacket and handed it to him. He zipped it up half way, so the top of his defined chest was still visible.

"Can you stay?" I asked.

His eyes softened.

"Do you want me to?"

I nodded biting my lip. I didn't want to ever be apart from him.

"Then I'll stay."

"Do you think you can handle it?"

"I'll try my best, Bella," he promised.

"And…do you want me meet my friends?"

Edward now looked shocked.

"You want me to meet your friends?"

"Of course I do. Don't look so surprised!"

Edward smiled at me.

"Okay let's go," he whispered, wrapping his arm around my shoulder and kissing my forehead as we walked down the corridor back to the main club. I located my lot and walked towards them. Angel was sitting on Ben's lap and Jess was sitting on Mike's. Eric was…just sitting. They looked surprised when I approached them.

"Thank god Bella, I got so worried," Jess exclaimed. I internally laughed. She thought I'd been kidnapped again. Then everyone's eyes landed on Edward, who's arm was tightly around my waist and gasped.

Jess and Angela were staring transfixed.

"This is Edward, he's my…"

I stopped after that. I didn't know what to say. Did Edward want my friends to know?

"Boyfriend," he finished, a smile playing on his lips. I felt a sense of pride swell in me.

"WHAT!" Angela and Jess screeched at the same time.

"Since when?" Mike put in.

"Since…"

"Tonight." Edward finished for me again, trying to make my life easier.

"Bella, explain."

"I, uh. Me and Edward have been friends for…a while. And I saw him here tonight and he…asked me out?"

I said it like a question because I had no clue what to say. They seemed to buy it anyway. I knew Angela and Jess were going to give me hell for this later.

Thankfully, all my friends looked past this and introduced themselves to Edward, sincerely. We sat down and started talking. He seemed to fit in really well, the conversation flowed easily and he made the guys laugh a good few times. I suppose he had an advantage seeing as he could read their minds. He skilfully avoided the question of what school he went to and where he came from. I hadn't seen his personality around anyone else except his family. He was actually really charming to anyone, not just me.

"Another shot Bells?" Eric offered me. I took it without thinking. Edward quickly snatched it from me it and swallowed it in one. I looked at him shocked.

He grimaced at the taste.

"No more for you Bella."

I huffed.

"Fine."

Then a slow song came on.

"Dance with me?" I breathed in Edward's ear.

"I thought you couldn't do this kind of dance?"

"It doesn't matter. With you, I'll be able to."

I was too drunk to even feel any embarrassment. Might as well make the most of it.

Edward stood up and took me up with him. He grabbed me by my waist and started swaying me in time with the music. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed his cheek softly.

"I don't think I've been this happy in so long," I sighed against him.

"I'm glad Bella. I'll make sure nothing makes you cry. It breaks my heart when you cry," he whispered in my ear, his cool breathing tickling me.

"My friends love you."

Edward snickered.

"They're very genuine. All of them. Though Mike seems to have a thing for you. But every boy in this room has been staring at you at one point or another. Their thoughts make me want to rip their throats out."

I shook my head.

"You're being ridiculous."

"Bella, you have no idea how desirable you are, do you?"

I blushed.

"Jess is jealous of you. She can't believe you have me." He continued.

"I'm not surprised, sometimes I can't believe I have you."

His hands tightened around me.

"I'm all yours, Bella Swan."

"Edward?"

An idea had occurred to me, but I was almost too scared to ask.

"Do you think…now you can be around humans…that you could see me more often?"

Edward sighed.

"I thought that too, Bella. I don't know. Maybe. For short periods of time. I would have to hunt straight after and straight before thought. I have to see if I feel strong enough. This kind of hunger is like depression. You have your good days and you have your bad."

I nodded.

"Try. I want us to be like a couple. Like not normal, we could never be normal but…you know what I mean. But I don't want to push you." I was blabbing like an idiot now. Edward shot me my favourite crooked smile.

"I get you, baby Bella."

"I'm sixteen?"

"Then how the fuck did you get in here?"

"Fake ID," I said triumphantly.

"Tut tut, Miss Swan…That's illegal."

"Yeah because you're totally law abiding yourself, aren't you?" I shot back.

"Technically, I don't even exist. So if I don't exist. Nothing I do exists. So therefore, I'm in the right."

"You're making me dizzy," I groaned, laying my head on his chest. I was exhausted.

"Is it time to get you back to Charlie?"

I shook my head.

"I'm staying over at my old dorm. My dad thinks it was a girls movie night."

"Lying to a cop? You're definitely asking for it," Edward murmured silkily. I giggled again.

"Stay with me tonight Bella?"

I considered it. Angela and Jess won't be mad. If anything Mike, Eric and Ben would end up in our room as well. They'd appreciate the extra space.

"I'm in! Wooooo!" I cheered.

"Will I have to deal with this for the rest of the night?" Edward groaned. I pulled back.

"No, I'll stay with my friends…" I said dismissively, about to walk away. He grabbed me and pulled me into his arms again.

"No, mine," he said childishly. I snorted. What a baby.

"Fine." I walked up to my friends, hugged them all bye and grabbed my bag.

"We're coming over tomorrow Bella," Jess shouted over us. I knew she wanted a word for word account. I rolled my eyes.

Edward guided me out of the still packed club and out into the cool air. I took a deep breath. I moaned at the smell of smoke hitting my nose. There were some guys outside smoking.

"Bella?"

He was looking at me questioningly. I shrugged and shook my head, motioning for him to keep walking, but he didn't move.

"Tell me?"

Oh no.

"Tell you what?'

"What was that sound for?"

My face turned red.

"Nothing."

"I can tell when you're lying to me Bella," Edward said, his eyes smouldering into mine, almost hypnotising me.

"Well no you can't, because I'm not lying," I lied.

He looked at me sceptically.

"Fine. I used to smoke. A lot. Are you happy now?" I said, bringing my hands up and slapping them against his chest. My cheeks were flaming now. Edward just stood there, his jaw set, staring at me. I knew telling him would be a shit idea. I tried to walk straight past him, but his hand shot out and grabbed mine. I turned to him, and saw his over hand pinching the bridge of his nose, his eyes closed. He then turned to look at me. I couldn't make out his expression in the dark.

"Let's go Bella."

He tugged me lightly down the street and down a side road where his Volvo was parked. In my haze, I could still tell he was furious. He silently opened the passenger for me and slammed it a little too hard when I was finally seated. He then came in his side, put the keys in the ignition and gripped the steering wheel tightly, staring straight ahead, completely motionless.

"For how long Bella?"

I decided to be honest. If I wanted Edward to tell me the truth, I had to do the same back, right? Wow, I was really insightful when fucked off my head.

I opened my bag and took out a packet of cigarettes and a lighter, showing him. He blinked, his facial expression remaining unchanged.

"You still are? Okay. When did you start?"

"Five months ago."

He connected the dots.

"This is because of me."

I didn't want him to feel guilty at all, but what can I say, smoking took a minute edge of the pain away. It calmed me enough to stop me going hysterical a lot of the time. I stayed silent.

"Are you addicted Bella? How come I've never seen this?"

"I used to be I guess…but for some reason, I don't need it around you."

"So why do you have these?"

I was getting tired.

"Habit? Social reasons? I don't know Edward, no more questions," I said, throwing my head back and closing my eyes.

"I'm not done talking about this Bella." He said, but at least he gave up for now. I felt the car moving suddenly, the smooth buzzing making me drift into a slumber.

"Edward?" My words were almost impossible to understand, even to me.

"Yes Bella?"

"Do you hate me?" I breathed, only semi-conscious now.

He didn't answer, but I felt his cold, soft finger stroke my cheek in a soothing motion, and that was enough for me to be lost completely to sleep, and everything around me just shut down.

It's not only Edward's past coming out now. A bit of Bella's being exposed. Till the next chapter readers, adios.