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CHAPTER 5

A month later...

It had been a month since my talk with Edward. I didn't get much out of him despite my resolve to get him talking. The whole situation with Tanya was still a mystery to me. What did he promise Tanya and why couldn't he tell me? And what did it have to do with being in relationship with him? I laid in my bed that night, thinking over and over again trying, to find out about what it could be, but I couldn't think of anything. After a week I gave up. I decided not to dwell on this and to move on.

I never regretted giving Edward another chance. He took it very seriously and made me believe that he actually cared about me that way. He'd been wonderful to me this past month, even though I had been giving myself a hard time. He sent me cute texts everyday, walking me in and out of classes. He bought my lunch and was nice to Alice, even though she irritated him to no end. He never spoke to Tanya again, or at least not when I was around. My special daily favourite thing that he did for me was the red roses that were always in my locker every morning. I didn't know he could be so romantic and I kept learning new things about him everday. I didn't know he could play the piano, or that he dreamed to become a successful doctor one day. It was a nice surprise.

But I wanted to take things slow. I didn't want to get hurt by rushing into a relationship with Edward right away, like an idiot would. Sure, we kissed and stuff but that was it. We didn't go out on dates, even though he begged me daily for one and we didn't cuddle and say those sickly sweet things to each to other. There were times that I wanted to stop putting distance between us and just be with him, like a proper girlfriend would, but then I'd slapped myself and and reminded myself that everything was fine the way it was. It had only been a month since he'd broken up with Tanya afterall. It was considered a long time, in high school standards at least, but it that didn't mean that I shouldn't be cautious. This was my sanity we were talking about!

Tanya was a whole other story. I didn't know what was wrong with her. I really didn't! She was on to something. I knew it! I just couldn't figure out what. It all started when I went to meet her to talk about the squad.

"You wanted to see me." I walked into the gym. Tanya was in the middle of it, dancing.

"Yes, I did." She stopped and turned to face me. "You're on the squad," she said simply.

"I know, but I don't understand why."

"Me neither, but you have to thank the girls for that. I didn't want you to get in. I voted against you. But the girls begged for you. I couldn't do otherwise." She went and grabbed a package that was sitting on the benches. "This is your uniform. You need to wear it everyday and every hour of school. Practice is after classes here at the gym."

"You could've just rejected me, you know." I took the package from her awaiting hands.

She huffed. "I told you, Lauren and Jessica wanted you in the team."

"You're the captain. You can do anything you want."

"What do you want, Bella?"

"The truth," I answered.

"The truth is that I hate your guts. I want you gone. I want you to leave and never come back. That's the truth."

"Why do you hate me so much?" I knew I was taking it too far, but this was the only way to fingure her out at least.

"You'll never know. Why don't you go back to your little boyfriend now?" She turned her back to me and started walking over to where the lockers were.

"So, this is about Edward?" I yelled, so she could hear me.

"Be here after school, Swan," and that was the last thing she said before she disappeared into the lockers.

She had been awful to me this past month. She makes not only made me but everyone else exercise extra hard and do things that we weren't supposed to. Like running for hours with no breaks. And whenever someone tried to protest, she made sure to threaten us all. When the phrase 'my daddy' comes out of her mouth everyone, shuts up. No one wants to mess with the Mayor. I knew she did it all because of me, but did she have to make the other girls suffer too?

At some point they all figured it out and now I couldn't walk in anywhere school without getting angry glares. Every cheerleader hated me! Tanya made sure of that.

The last straw was when the coach made me the captain. She said that Tanya wasn't working well with the girls and that she couldn't concentrate on practising. So, now I was the captain. I knew that coach and I weren't best budds, but why did she hate me so much? And when I asked her why she made me the captain, she said that I was capable of being better than Tanya was at it. I throught she wanted me dead! Now, not only did I have to tolerate angry glares, I also had to come up with routines everyday. The hardest part was to get them to cooperate. Thank God Alice was there for me!

"So, should I should I wear pink or black?" Alice asked. She'd finally turned eighteen and her big party was tonight. The party being held in Edward's house. His parents were in Seattle for a weekend and since Alice's house was too small to accommodate half of the school, Edward had offered. He knew how important it was for Alice and it was a nice way to woo me again.

I have to acknowledge him that, he's smart!

"Black. It'a an all time classic. Besides if you wear pink, you'll like a barbie doll," I said from my spot where I was sitting on her bed.

"Pink it is!" She put the black dress back into the closet and laid the pink one on the bed beside me.

"Why are you even asking me?" I wondered.

"What are you wearing?" She sat beside me and started plucking her eyebrows, like I hadn't spoken.

"I don't know. A pair of jeans and a blouse, maybe?" I was too lazy to dress up.

"No way are you coming to my birthday party dressed like that." She waved the tweezers in front of me. "You're going to wear that black dress that you have hidden in the back of your closet."

"You saw that?" It was a beautiful black dress. It was strapless and it reached mid-thigh. It was really tight and hugged my body perfectly. Pointing out every curve that needed pointing out. But I wasn't wearing it! There was no way in hell!

"I don't want to wear it." I looked outside from her window. Mrs. White was playing with her young granddaughter on her front yard, across the road. That brought a smile on to my face.

"Why not?" she huffed.

"It was my mother's," I whispered and turned to look at her.

As always, she had that saddened expression on her face whenever I mentioned my mother. She knew how hard it was for me to speak about her. "I'm sure she'd love it if you wore it. Maybe you'll feel closer to her." She hugged me. "But if you don't want to wear it, that's fine." I squeezed closer her once more before she realised it.

"I just don't want to taunt it, you know. It still smells like my mother. I don't want to destroy her smell. But I'll think about it." I smiled at her.

"Okay. Now on to something more joyful. I invited Jasper." And just like that the, topic was changed and I was already feeling better. That's what Alice does. She can take your mind off things and get you involved in something else, and in the end you don't even remember what you were thinking about in the first place. It was so easy to talk to Alice about anything and everything. That was why I knew she would listen without judging me and give me her true opinion. Even though it sometimes hurt. She didn't hold back.

"No offense, but is she crazy?" Edward asked as we were watching Alice yell instructions to the guys from our school, who offered to help us with the decorations and where everything is supposed to go.

"She just wants everything to be perfect." He was stood behind me and had his arms around my waist, his jaw rested on my shoudler. I turned and kissed his cheek. "It was nice of you to let Alice have the party here."

"I hope you know that if she wasn't your friend, I wouldn't even been attending this nonsense," he said looking at the chocolate fountain in the middle of the living room.

"Don't be mean!" I elbowed him in the ribs.

He chuckled in my ear. Not phased by my punch at all. "How could she afford so much food anyway?"

"Her father is a caterer. He made all of this." I looked at the buffet with longing eyes. I loved his cooking. Although I didn't see him much, because he lived in new York, I did see many of the treats he sent from time to time. And and boy are they delicious!

"Are you going to sit there and watch, Golden Boy? Come help out. And Bella, go up and change." Alice ordered and we followed suit. No one messed with Alice when she has had more than two coffee cups in one day.

I'd decided to take Alice's advice and wear my mom's dress. It was a perfect fit. Alice said it was fate but I said it was just a coincidence. I wore a pair of black heels that Alice let me borrow and a small, red-heart pendant that was my mother's. I wore my hair down and my make-up was natural, as always. I looked at myself once again in the mirror before going downstairs. The house was already half full with people. Out of the corner of my eye I caught Alice talking to Jasper and they were really close to each other.

I really hope something happens between the two of them. Or else she'll drive me mad.

"Now I am certain that your mission in life is to kill me," Edward said from behind me. I smiled and turned to look at him. He was like a Greek God, as always. Dressed in a pair of black jeans and a white button up; he looked very sexy. His hair sticking was in every direction possible and he smelled divine.

"You don't look so bad yourself." I kissed him lightly on the lips, but he wasn't having that. He wrapped his arms around my waist and crushed me tighter against him, while his lips were hard on mine. Not able to take it any longer, I licked his button lip, asking for permission, which he wasted no time in giving. At some point, the lack of oxygen drew us apart.

"Wow!" Edward gasped, resting his forehead on mine.

"Yeah!" I agreed.

"Want a drink?" he asked once he'd caught his breath.

"A beer."

"I'll be right back." He kissed my lips lightly and went to get our drinks.

"Hey, Bells." Jacob walked over to me with Renesmee tagged under his arm.

"Hey, guys. Having fun?" I smiled at them. They'd decided to make their relationship public now and they were really happy about it. Sneaking away from everybody else was kind of hard for them.

"Yeah. Shorty, sure knows how to throw a party!" It was true. Alice was the best at organising events. She'd turned the huge and elegant living room into a prestigious night club. There were lights everywhere and the latest hits were blasting out of the expensive stereo the Cullens' owned. There wasn't a theme for the party but the whole house was decorated in every possible shade of purple.

"Don't call me that!" Alice smacked the back of his head.

"Happy Birthday!" Renesmee hugged her, and we fell into a comfortable relationship. Edward came back with our drinks and I couldn't be more happy. I had my friends who were healthy and happy and I also had a boyfriend who I adored. Life was perfect!

At first, I was a little nervous about Jacob and Edward hanging out together. Jake was always a little too overprotective with me and I was worried he wouldn't like Edward. Sure, he didn't know about what had happened but he kind of hated basketball players. He thought they were all players. But surprisingly Edward won over Jacob straight away when he uttered the world 'Lakers.' They were best budds from that moment.

Renesmee didn't have a problem with liking Edward. She may have had a crush on him, though. Nothing to worry about. It was that she got that goofy smile when he was around that made her look like a cartoon character. Thankfully Jacob didn't notice a thing. I didn't want drama in my life anymore. I was done!

"Wanna dance?" Edward whispered in my ear when a R&B song came on.

I nodded and left my drink at a table nearby. I took Edward's awaiting hand and let him lead me to the makeshift dance floor. Then he came to a stop and put his hands on my waist. Automatically my hips began moving against him and so did his. Our faces centimeters away. I could feel his breath on me. My heart was beating so hard in my chest that I thought I was going to have a heart attack. Everyone else magically disappeared and it was just me and him. His hands travelled to my ass, grabbing it, and pushing him onto me. "Wanna go to my room?" he whispered in my ear.

"Yes," I answered in a breathless voice.

Screw it! Taking it slow was a terrible idea. And you know it. I want to take it fast now!

I grabbed Edward's arm and ran up to his room. I opened the door and locked it behind me.

"Woah!" Edward yelled when I pushed him back onto the bed. I climbed on top of him and started kissing him with passionately.

The next morning, a strand of stray light woke me up. Slowly, I opened them. I looked around, observing the room I was in. It wasn't mine. But whose was it then? It was big and luxurious and totally boy-like if I considered the basketball hoop above the bed.

Basketball hoop?

Oh dear God!

I turned to look beside me, only to confirm my suspicions. I was in Edward Cullen's room! I looked to my right, where I knew his alarm clock was, and saw that it was nine AM.

OH MY GOD! I screamed in my head internally.

Edward shot up abruptly, landing on his back on the floor.

Or not...

"Are you kidding me? Is this going to happen every time we sleep together? You're going to start screaming every morning?" Edward yelled when he was standing.

"It's nine AM, Edward. My dad is probably already up looking for me. I am so dead!" I started panicking and stood up to put on my clothes on.

Edward came and took my dress from my hands and threw it on his desk chair. "Stop worrying. I have everything taken care of." He hugged me and pushed me down on his bed.

"Taken care of?" I asked while Edward was trailing kisses up and down my neck.

"As far as Charlie knows, you spent the night at Alice's," he mumbled against my skin.

But I couldn't concentrate on Edward right now. I had that horrible feeling in my stomach that made me want to throw up. I quickly pushed Edward away and rushed to his bathroom. The minute I bent over the toilet, vomit pouring out of my mouth. Edward came rushing in when he heard me barfing. He held my hair out of my face and rubbed my back soothingly, just like last time.

When I was done, Edward handed me a new toothbrush and left me to clean up. It had been a month since I'd last thrown up and that was because I was stressed at that time. But now why? This has been happening for a week now. I was seriously considering to making an appointment with my doctor. There had to be something wrong with me. I brushed my teeth, cleaned my face and then went back to Edward's room.

"Are you okay?" He ran up to me, looking concerned.

"Yeah. I'll be okay." I walked slowly to the bed and sat down.

"Do you want me to bring you crackers or something?" He kneeled down in front of me on the floor.

"Yeah, thank you. Oh and a glass of water please."

"Sure thing, love. You just rest, okay?"

Love?

I shook my head and placed my head back on the pillow. Last night was a perfect night. Alice had had the best birthday ever. My friends had had a good time. I had had a good time. I finally realised that I was being stupid taking things slow with Edward. I knew now that I liked him and that he liked me too. It was just like what Charlie had said to me a long time ago: When it comes to love, time doesn't matter.

Wait!

Love?

"Here." Edward handed me a packet of crackers and placed a glass of water beside me.

"Thank you," I said, munching on the crackers.

We sat in silence while I ate and Edward kept throwing balls into his small basket. After I was done, I laid beside him and watched him as he got every single one of the balls in.

"You remember the first time we slept together?" I asked him. He was ready to throw another ball when I spoke. He put the ball down and turned to look at me. "You taught me how to shoot hoops." I whispered.

"Yes, I remember. You're still not that good," he teased me.

I hit him on the chest playfully. "I remember everything from that night. Every single detail." I finally confessed. I hadn't told him before that I'd remembered the first time we'd slept together.

"But you said-"

"I know what I said. I lied. I was afraid to let you all in. I wanted to keep that like a life vest, in case you left me again."

"And what changed that?"

"I think I trust you, now. I know you won't leave me." I smiled at him.

He leaned in to kiss me. His lips were soft against mine. Our kiss was slow, sweet. The moment was magical, perfect. But it was destroyed when the door opened.

"Edward?"

We broke apart abruptly and turned to look who at the intruder was.

"Mom?" Edward asked, shocked.

My first thought was, thank God I wore my underwear before going to sleep.

"I'm sorry!" she squeaked and closed the door behind her. Silence took over the room. We were too stunned to say or do anything. I was sure my whole face was red from embarrassment. We were just caught in bed by his mother! This was not how I wanted to meet his mother. We stared at each other for a few more seconds of silence before burst out laughing.

After we'd relaxed from out laughing fit, we cleaned up and headed downstairs. Dr. And Mrs. Cullen were eating breakfast in the kitchen when we joined them, laughing quietly amongst themselves

"Good morning," we both mumbled.

I didn't want to see them after what had happened upstairs, but Edward forced me to it. I was too embarrassed too look them in the eye. His mother found me with her son in bed for crying out loud!

What a first good first impression!

"They already know you," Edward had reminded me before we walked out of his bedroom. Yes, they knew me but this was entirely different. The'd think I was a slut!

Oh my God, his mother is going to hate me. And Edward loves his mother very much.

"Good morning, kids," Dr. Cullen said, but Esme turned to wash the dishes.

This isn't good!

"Mom?" Edward asked.

Esme broke into a fit of giggles. "I'm sorry. Good morning, Bella," she said while laughing and giving me a hug.

"Hi," I mumbled.

"So, I'm going to take her home, okay?" Edward took my hand in his and walked me to the front door.

"Yeah, you do that, and then we'll have to talk about flowers and bees," Dr. Cullen said, laughing.

"Sure, dad. I'll give you some pointers," Edward yelled back and his laughter was cut short. Thatwas when Edward started laughing.

He's crazy!

Edward dropped me off twenty minutes later and went back to his place. We'd made plans to go to visit Rosalie and Emmett in Seattle and he would pick me up in two hours. We hadn't seen them for a while and Edward missed his brother a great deal, so I suggested we make a road trip.

Back at home, Charlie was already gone so I quickly jumped into the shower. I washed my body with my favourite strawberry-scented shampoo and let the warm water relax every muscle of my body.

When I hopped out of the shower, I opened my cupboard in the bathroom to get my body lotion but a package of tampons grabbed my attention when they fell off the shelf and to my feet. I had bought them two weeks ago, justbefore I was due to have my period. The package was unused.

No! This can't be happening!

I started counting the days in my head over and over again. I didn't make a mistake. I counted right. My period was two weeks late.

Holy crap!

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