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CHAPTER 2

Great. Just great...

True to my word, I kept my mouth shut. I didn't tell anyone about sleeping with Edward. Of course Alice knew, but only because she had walked in on while Edward and I when we were having sex. She must be traumatised for life!

I was so upset about what happened and took it out on Alice. I yelled at her for not dragging me away from him, even though I was naked and all. But deep down, where I couldn't deny it, I knew that I had enjoyed that night that it would remain among my most fondest memories. I also knew that I wanted it to happen again, to experience the warmth of his arms around me, to feel his sweet kiss in the most sensitive places. He made me feel good, special even, and he definitely knew that he was doing. It was better than my first time, much better. I felt cherished, loved. He made me feel like a princess, like I was someone special. I felt desired, beautiful even. He made me feel all those things in one night while others have tried in the past, but with no such luck. I was so drunk that night, felt so sick in the morning, but I would never forget what happened. I thought I would never remember how it felt to be united with him, but I was wrong. It came to me the day after the party, when I was about to go to bed was about to go to bed. I was almost asleep when memories of the whole night flashed through my mind. Alice thought it was just a dream, she was as drunk as I was but I knew it wasn't!

The night of the party was great, but it would always be marred by the hurt Edward's words caused me. That was one of the many reasons why I wanted to forget what had happened between us. Alice had texted Charlie from my phone – which I had left in her car – telling him that I was going to sleep at her house that night. Thank God for best friends!

I had never been the kind of girl who went and slept with just anybody. Especially with Edward Cullen, who was the hottest guy in Forks. It was eating me alive that I'd done such a thing. Me, boring Bella Swan. The good and innocent Bella, who did no wrong and was a perfect angel, as my neighbor would have said. I was so ashamed and felt cheap, but above all I felt guilty. Charlie gave me the freedom that every teenage kid only ever dreams about and I abused that trust. He let me do things my way; he let me do things that were against his rules. I'd promised that I would let him know what I was up to. I never left him in the dark, knowing it would only hurt him, especially after what my mother had done. I took of in the middle of the night without Charlie knowing, same thing Renee did. The only exceptions were that I didn't want to leave town and I didn't die while doing so. I couldn't look him in the eye, knowing I was keeping such a big thing from him.

The next day, school was going to resume. It would be the first time I'd see Edward since the party. I didn't know how I felt about that. I just knew that I wasn't ready.

"Yo, Bella," Jacob said loudly.

"What?" I looked up at him.

He took a sip from his coffee. "Where were you traveling to?"

"Nowhere." I ate a little bit of my chocolate brownie.

We were at the local cafe enjoying our hot coffees. I was with my friend, Jacob Black, my dad's best friend's son. We were really close and had known each other since we were in diapers. The fact that he was a boy, and I was going through my 'boys have cooties' phase, didn't stop us from becoming best friends. Jacob was always the exception. I couldn't think of a world where Jacob didn't exist. I didn't know what I would have done without him. He was by my side whenever I needed him the most, and I loved him for that.

"So, as I was saying, me and the guys from the rez are organising a bonfire down at La Push." La Push was a reservation outside of Forks; it was where Jacob lived. Unfortunately, he was going to school on the reservation so we couldn't hand out at school on Monday. "You in?"

"I don't know, Jake. School starts tomorrow and I'll probably go to bed early. tonight" I tried to escape. I really didn't feel like going, but I also didn't want to hurt Jacob's feelings. in mood for a bonfire. I knew it would be fun, especially since I hadn't seen Renesmee in ages, but I just didn't have it in me to go. I just wanted to go home and eat ice-cream from a huge bowl, while watching The Notebook for the millionth time wallowing in my misery.

"Oh Bells, come on! The guys miss you!" He tried to persuade me. He gave me his puppy eyes. He was such a damn cheater! He knew I couldn't say no to those eyes. It was something he had been doing to me since kindergarten."Fine!" I let out a frustrated sigh.

"Yes!" He fist pumped his arm in the air. He actually stole that move from me. I invented that move when I was five. So, I didn't actually invented the move but I was the first one to copy it from the cartoon I was watching at the time. I passed that move to him.

"Will I get to meet your mystery girl?" I asked. Jacob had been going out with a girl for just over a month now. The thing was, he wouldn't give out any information about her. I didn't even know her name. I was curious about the girl who had captured my boy's heart.

"Maybe!" he teased.

"Oh come on! At least tell me her name," I pleaded.

"Nope, my sweet Bella." He stood up and threw enough money on the table to cover the whole bill. "I have to go. See you tonight." He kissed my forehead and left.

On second though, maybe it would be a good idea for me to go to the bonfire. I wanted to have fun and be surrounded by friends, to forget about Edward and his perfect body, his perfect smile, and his perfect hair. It wasn't as though if we were going to get married or something. We just fucked. That was it! It had been a mistake, as he'd so kindly named it that night. A mistake. I needed to stop moping for something non-existend. It wasn't worth it! I scolded myself a little and told myself that I was going to go to the bonfire and that I was going to have fun no matter the consequences.

At eight o'clock I was already on the road towards La Push. Dressed in my most comfortable jeans and a woolen shirt, I was ready to party. The rez guys always held bonfires at the beach, so I decided to dress warmly. I didn't want a repeat from last time; freezing my ass off wasn't exactly ideal for me.

"Hey, Bells. You're finally here!" Jacob greeted me by the cooler, which was filled to the brim with beers.

"Beer?" he asked while he was taking one out for him.

"Yep, thanks." I took the bottle from him and drank about half of it in one sip.

"Whoa. Slow down." He took the bottle away from me.

I tried to take it back from him, but he wasn't backing down. "Hey, give it back!" I whined.

I'm such a baby! I thought.

"Not until you promise to take it slow. I can't have you drunk, Bella."

"Come on it happened. Don't make such big deal out of it! It's not like I'm an alcoholic or something."

"It was a big deal, Bella. Take it slow! I don't want a repeat of last time."

"Fine!" I sulked. He reluctantly gave me my bottle back. A few seconds later someone called for him, and he left me standing there alone.

God! I don't need a baby sitter. I can take care of myself!

I wandered around the beach – occasionally talking with people I knew but mostly keeping to myself. Even my friends couldn't cheer me up at this point.

So much for partying! I thought as I finished my third bottle of beer.

"So you kept your word." A velvet voice spoke from beside me.

"I told you, Eddie. I don't kiss and tell!" I spat. I was so pissed at everything. Right now it was solely because of his stunning good looks and the fact that he was great in bed. He was totally irresistible. Irresistible. I was angry at Jacob for bringing memories back to me. I was furius as Jaob for inviting me to this stupid party. He had said the same things that Jacob had told me that night two years ago. Did he really have to remind me of that night? It was like I was having some kind of deja vu.

I was also mega angry at life. I was this close to forgetting Edward, and then he had to come and pop up in my life again.

Why was life doing this to me?

"I'm sorry about what I said that morning. It all came out wrong." I turned to look at Edward but he wasn't looking at me, but he was looking up the stars. The sky was clear. No clouds, only millions of stars that were facing us down, a rare phenomenon for such a cloudy town. If I hadn't been so pissed at him, I might have enjoyed the night.

"Don't worry about it!" I leaned down to the ground to take another bottle. Jacob was nowhere to be seen so I'd taken a six bottles back with me. I was sitting down at the sand near the ocean. I was too lazy to go and get a new bottle every time I finished mine.

"I used to come here a lot when I was little. I love the ocean. I would get near the sea just to feel the water touch my feet." He was looking at the black sea in front of us with a nostalgic look on his face. A small smiled was plastered on his beautiful face. "Well, that didn't last long cause my mother would come and get me so I wouldn't drown." He chuckled. "My favorite, though, was to make sandcastles on the sand with my dad. We would work hours and hours to make a single sandcastle, to make it perfect. We did it even though we knew that it wouldn't stay like that for long. You want to know why it was my favorite?" he asked me.

"Why?"

"Because every time I made a sandcastle I was thinking about the princess I would put in there if it were real, the girl who I would stay in the big castle with. Want to know who that princess was?"

"Your mom?" I guessed. Where was he going with this?

He laughed and shook his head at me. "No, Bella. It wasn't my mom."

"Where are you going with this?" I asked impatiently.

"I broke up with Tanya," he said simply.

"Sorry." I didn't know what else to say. They would probably make up in no time; it was their thing. The longest they've broken up for has been three days. And that was only because Edward had been away. It was a game that had been going on forever and it wasn't exactly front-page news anymore.

But his answer didn't explain why he had told me all of those things.

"It's really over. We aren't getting back together. Ever."

I lay back down on the sand, not caring for the dirt that would surely get in my hair. I wasn't even drunk. How messed up was that? At Edward's party, I was drunk with less than three beers. What was wrong with me? "Why are you telling me this? Why did you tell me about the sandcastles?"

"I like you, Bella. I really do."

I sat up quickly and turned to face him. "You like me?" Was he serious?

"Yes. A lot. So, I thought you should know that I am available."

"When did you first realise that you liked me? When we were having sex?"

"No, I knew long before that night."

"Why didn't you tell me then?"

"I had my reasons," he said after a pause.

"Reasons?"

"I'm sorry, I can't tell you. This is between me and Tanya." He sighed and looked deeply into my eyes. "I like you a lot, Bella. Why does it matter when I told you or when I realised that I liked you? Doesn't it matter that I'm telling you now?"

"I just want to make sure that you don't just like me because we had good sex."

"I don't just like you because we had sex." His beautiful green eyes were staring directly into my dull brown ones. Just by looking at him, I knew he was telling me the truth. And he was right! Why did it matter when he knew he liked me? It shouldn't matter to me that I didn't know the exact second he started liking me. What mattered was that he was telling me now.

I was about to say that I liked him too, that I'd liked him since kindergarten, not caring about how pathetic I might have sounded. I had finally found the courage, but my bad luck had come back to haunt me.

"Nice to see your pretty face again, girl." Renesmee appeared from behind me, looking happy and joyful.

Great timing, my friend! Note the sarcasm.

"Hi, Edward," Renesmee greeted him politely. "How's it going?"

"Good." He stood up and brushed off the sand from his pants. "See you later, girls."

"Couldn't you have come a little later?" I hissed at her once Edward was out of earshot.

"What?" she asked, acting all innocent.

"Nothing." I grabbed two beers and gave one to her. "How are you doing?"

"Good. You?" She sat beside me, taking Edward's spot.

"Could be better," I grumbled. So much for forgetting Edward Cullen!

"Sorry about that," she murmured.

I looked around, confused. Where was Jared? "Nessie, where's Jared? I haven't seen him here yet." She and Jared were usually attached at the hip. It was sickly sweet sometimes, but I enjoyed seeing them together, happy and in love.

Renesmee stared at me like I had two heads. "Who?"

"Jared? Your boyfriend?"

"Oh, we broke up," she mumbled and looked away from me.

"What? When? How? Why?" I bombarded her with questions.

She held her arms up in surrender. "Hold it, woman. One question at the time." I took a deep breath and nodded for her to move on keep going. "We broke up a month ago. I found him cheating on me and that was it."

WHAT?

"Why am I just hearing about it now?" I felt kind of betrayed. I thought I was her best friend. Shouldn't she have told me about this sooner? All this time we'd been talking, she'd never mentioned it. She'd always told me that Jared had work to do, or that he was with his friends. Why?

"I know. I've been meaning to tell you, but other things got in the way, and I kind of forgot about it."

She forgot about it? She forgot about her break up? This whole thing just smelt like bullshit!

"I don't believe you! How can you forget something like that? You don't trust me enough to tell me? I thought we were best friends, Nessie." I ran away from her, not waiting for her answer. Why would she act like this? It had been a whole month. Why didn't she tell me?

Not wanting to stick around at the stupid party any longer, I jumped into my truck and drove straight home.

I knew I shouldn't be driving because I'd drunk way too much, but I was capable of getting myself home safely. I wasn't even drunk! After three and a half bottles of beer, I was still sober, it was a miracle the night of Edward's party, I was tipsy after only a single bottle of beer. The universe was having so much fun with me right now.

I arrived home around two thirty AM, with not enough time to gain a sufficient amount of sleep. I knew that I'd look like a zombie tomorrow. Great! This was just what I needed.

"Isabella Marie Swan!" Charlie said in a stern voice, just before I could climb the stairs and escape.

"Daddy?" I turned around to face him. He was sitting in his favorite armchair, by the lamp. Every light was off except for that one lamp.

It was so damn creepy!

"Where were you at this hour?" Crap! "For all I know, you're be upstairs sleeping. Just like you said you would be."

He was pissed!

And he had every right to be. I had lied to him and snuck out of the house in the middle of the night.

"I was at the bonfire," I mumbled, looking down at my sneakers.

"I suspected that." He stood up and walked over to in front of me, with his hands on his hips. "You have disappointed me, kid. Don't I let you do anything you want? Don't you have enough freedom? Why would you go out behind my back? If you had asked me, I would have allowed you to go. Hell, I would have driven you down there myself."

"I'm really sorry." I hugged him. My arms wrapped around his waist, and I pressed my head to his chest. "I wasn't thinking. I promise to never do that again."

"Go to sleep, Isabella. We'll talk about it in the morning."

We parted ways and then I made my way upstairs, changing into my PJ's before climbing into bed. Not until I was under the covers did the tears begin to fall. I'd been tough enough to keep all of my emotions in check this past week, I didn't want to show weakness. I didn't want to have to explain my behavior to Charlie.

Now I couldn't help it any longer. In just one minute, I'd learned that Edward liked me and that he'd broken up with Tanya. So, maybe that one was a good thing; well, it would have been a good thing if Renesmee hadn't interrupted us. We would have had talked about it and things may have been different if she hadn't got in the way.

On top of that, I'd learned that Renesmee, my best friend, had been lying to my face for a whole month. She kept her breakup from me and I still had no idea why!. We used to talk about everything. I'd always told her everything. I'd even told her about what had happened between me and Jacob and I two years ago. I had trusted her but she didn't trust me enough to let me know about her breakup.

Maybe it was my fault too. I should have figured out that something was off with them. We were supposed to be best friends. Shouldn't I have known that something was off with her? I claimed that I knew her very well, but it would seem that I have been proven wrong.

Last but not least, Charlie was furious, I'd bet. I would probably be grounded and for the rest of my teenage life. I had never been late; I've never snuck out of the house. I was the perfect kid, at least I used to be. The funny thing was that I made those rules, not Charlie. After the death of my mother, I had decided to make an extra effort to stay safe. I owed him that. I couldn't see him so miserable again. I wouldn't survive seeing him like that again.

I simply wanted to do something rebellious for once, just to see how it felt. I saw it in movies, I heard it from my friends. I just wanted to live it! I should be have been happy that my dad allowed me to do anything that I wanted, with some exceptions. But I was tired of it. I wanted to do something bad for once. Be a real teenager. I wanted to get away from the profile that others have made for me. I didn't want to be plain and ugly Bella anymore. I didn't want to be the daughter of the Chief of Police. I wanted to be invited to parties and not have Alice invite me herself because no one else would. I didn't want to be a dork anymore. I wanted to prove that I was more than the little girl that who spent most of her time in the library reading classic romantic books.

And I failed!

Sometime in the morning I fell asleep. At seven o'clock sharp the alarm clock went off.

Monday. The school year was about to start and I was just not in the mood. My puffy eyes from last night's crying fit and my tangled hair completed my zombie look.

I started off with my morning routine and added a shower to the mix since I didn't have take one the night before. Thinking of the bonfire have made me wonder what punishment Charlie was going to give me. Because I was dead sure that I wouldn't get off so easily.

Maybe he would forbid me from leaving the house and ban any visitors? That was what Jacob's punishment when he'd when he ridden a bike all by himself when he was ten. Worst month of my life!

"Good morning, Isabella," Charlie greeted me once I was in the kitchen siting down comfortably in one of the kitchen chairs. He was using my full name. Great!

"Morning," I mumbled back and went to grab a bowl of cereal.

"Don't think I forgot about last night," he said as I was ready to take my first bite. "I need your car keys."

"WHAT?" I stood up from my chair in outrage.

Car keys?

"Lower your tone, Isabella Marie Swan," he said.

I knew that when Charlie used my full name he meant business, so I sat down on my chair, trying to calm down.

"Dad, come on! I'll take any other punishment without complaint. Just not this." I couldn't go without a car. That would mean that either Alice had to drive me, or Charlie in his police car.

Hell no!

"I'm sorry but you just have to live for a month without your car."

"How am I going to go to school? Or grocery shopping?" I took out the big guns.

"I'm more than happy to drive you wherever you want, honey. And I'm sure Alice won't mind being your driver for the next month." He stood up and put his plate in the sink. "I'll be expecting to find your car keys on the coffee table when I get home. End of discussion." With that, he left for work.

Great!

Just great!

Frowning I left my car keys on the coffee table, because nobody messes with Charlie Swan, and then called Alice to pick me up. It was shaping up to be a long month.

"I still don't understand why Charlie is being so hard on you. You just snuck around and it was only your first time! I would have thought he'd have let that slide." Alice voiced her options as we were on our way to school.

"I disappointed him, Alice. I broke my promise. After my mother it's hard for him to let me go. He wants to keep me safe."

She pulled into the parking lot and parked in her usual spot. "It's been what? Two years? He has to get over it."

I snorted. "Two years isn't a long time, Alice. Anyway, enough about my father. Senior year is about to start," I squealed, portraying my excitement.

"Yay!" Alice clapped her hands together, and we both got out of the car.

We'd both been dreaming about senior year since we were little. It would be our year, the last year in Forks High and in Forks in general itself. It was the year we would turn 18 and be legal – for most things, anyway. Senior year was prom and graduation, and parties and SATs. We were finally going to be adults. This year we were going to make decisions for ourselves and have to make mistakes so we could learn from them. This year was going to be the best year of my life! Just as I was finally getting enthusiastic, my spirit was shot down immediately.

There, in front of me, was Edward Cullen and Tanya Denali holding hands. And laughing.

And then he leant down and kissed her.

On the lips!

I broke up with Tanya. It's really over. We aren't getting back together. Ever. His words from the previous night played over and over in my head like a broken record.

We aren't getting back together. Ever. Yeah right! It seemed like Cullen couldn't keep a promise.

I wanted to puke and cry at the same time. Wasn't he the one telling me that he liked me just the day before? In fact it was just a few hours earlier. What a hypocrite!

Why would he play me like that? What did I ever do to him?

"Bells, are you okay?' Alice asked me, worry evident on her face.

"No!" I rushed into the girl's restroom and emptied my stomach in a form of puke.

What a great way to start the school year!

After I was done, I flushed the toilet and walked out.

"Are you okay?" Alice came rushing ran up to me and hugged me.

"I'll be fine once I brush my teeth," I mumbled not wanting her to be grossed out by the awful smell from my mouth.

"Oh! Sorry." She let me go and I walked over to the sink. "Here!" She handed me a toothbrush as well as toothpaste. I shot her a questioning look. "What? I want to be prepared for everything." I thanked her and then brushed my teeth.

With my breath now minty fresh, I asked, "Did anyone notice?" The last thing I wanted was rumors about me that would lead to Charlie questioning me later.

"Only half of the school," she murmured. I groaned. Great. Just great. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be." I took my bag from her hand," let's get to class."

The rest of the day passed painfully slowly. Everyone was asking me if I was okay and if I needed help. It was embarrassing and frustrating. Someone had even had the nerve to ask me if I was pregnant.

I wanted to punch him so hard.

I didn't.

But I wanted to!

The thing was that I was getting more and more attention as the day passed. Attention was something I'd always hated! Being the center of attention was not my favourite thing. I wasn't cut out for this! I was getting enough attention by being the daughter of the Chief of Police. I didn't want to add anything else to my list.

It was obvious that Edward and Tanya were back together. As they were acting all lovey-dovey and sickly sweet towards each other, like nothing had ever happened between them. Like nothing had happened between Edward and I. I shouldn't ave been surprised. They had done it many times in the past. But then again, Edward hadn't told me before that he'd liked me.

But maybe that was just a lie to get into my pants again. I felt pain. I felt used and easy. Everybody wanted the model of the school as Tanya was tall with strawberry blonde hair and ad killer legs. Why would he want me and not Tanya? Why would he want me? I was short and ordinary plain-Jane Bella?

And here I thought I could forget Edward Cullen.

How was I supposed to do that if he was constantly in my face, in my mind, in my dreams? I was confused about everything. My life couldn't be more complicated, that it already was, any more messed up! I didn't have the answers to a lot of questions.

There was only one thing I was certain about. Only about one thing had to.

Edward Cullen was one hard man to get over!

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