AN: I do not own Twilight, ect. This is unlike other lemons, please do not flame me. story may continue...
"Well, that went," I paused, searching my mind for the right word to describe the awkward and unpredictable conversation about our engagement Edward and I had with Charlie. "Decent, I guess."
Edward squeezed my hand in reassurance as we walked towards his car. I turned back around to see Charlie still looking rather dazed sitting on the couch; at least his face wasn't red with fury, that's all I can ask for, I guess.
"Where to next, Mrs. Cullen?" He asked, getting in the car.
"Let's just go to your house." I frowned, knowing that I should spend with Charlie in the state that he was currently in.
He smiled and nodded, putting the car in gear. On the way there, I couldn't help but think of the event that happened nearly two hours ago. The way Edward carried himself now, it seems as though it never happened. Just a couple hours ago, his eyes were smoldering, he was upset that I had changed my mind. But now, he was at ease, with a slight smile plastered on his face.
"Is something wrong, Bella?" He asked, snapping me out of the conversation I was having with myself. I hadn't noticed that we were parked in the driveway of his house; or our house, I should say now. "You know I can't stand it when you sit there and don't talk. Please tell me what you're thinking, Bella."
"I'm just worried about Charlie, that's all." I lied.
"Don't be, he's just upset." He said, cupping my face with one hand as he spoke.
He must have known I was lying to him, before I could reach for the handle, the door was open.
"I'm sorry about earlier today, Bells. That was unacceptable." His voice was earnest as he helped me out of my seat.
I nodded in response, still deep in thought. His brows furrowed as if he was debating whether to keep apologizing, or just to drop it.
He must have decided to drop the conversation, not a word was said until we were sitting on his bed.
"Where is everyone?" I asked, suddenly noticing the lack of Emmett's booming laughter or Rosalie's bickering.
"They went hunting." He answered. Looking up at me again he quickly changed the subject. "Please Bella, what are you really thinking?"
I looked down to avoid his gaze, and began picking at the comforter of the bed. I didn't remember why I wanted to stop him earlier, and I began to think of the advantages of being alone with him.
"Bella?" He said, reminding me that I still hadn't answered his question.
"I…changed my mind, Edward" I said quietly, still looking down. I felt blood rush up to my cheeks, and I imagined my face was beet red.
I looked up quickly to see his expression, before he spoke. His brows were pulled together again.
"Oh Edward, please don't tell me-"
His lips cut me off from the rest of the sentence. Instantly, I was feeling dizzy, like I always did whenever he kissed me like this. He gently pushed me down so that he was lying on top of me, supporting most of his weight on his elbows so that he could hold my face between his hands. The dull burning sensation in my cheeks from blushing began to creep down the rest of my body, wherever his skin touched mine.
Like I had before, I started to unbutton his shirt, my fingers trembling. In the back of my mind I expected him to stop me like he had before. I was wrong. He gently pulled off my top as I was pulling off his unbuttoned shirt.
He moved his lips down to the crook of my neck to give me a chance to breathe. Oddly enough, it was then when I remembered why I wanted to stop him before. I didn't care though, this was too perfect. Before I let myself change my mind, I pulled his lips back to mine.
I started to unbutton his pants, before I realized that mine were already off. My cheeks were burning like never before now, as he finished pulling his own pants off. I felt one cold hand undo the clasp on my bra and pull it off. I groaned in slight embarrassment as he took my underwear off.
"Don't be embarrassed…" He murmured against my lips.
I was in some other world, it was as if my mind had stopped functioning, stop thinking. Before I knew it, his boxers were off and he was hovering above me.
"Are you sure, Bella?" He asked gently.
I nodded, how could I possibly turn back now? He smiled slightly and leaned down to resume kissing me. Seconds later, I felt him enter me. The pain was unbelievable. I gasped and turned my head so that I could breathe; to get more oxygen to relieve this horrible pain. I squeezed my eyes shut and sucked in air through clenched teeth.
"I'm so sorry Bella, I'm being as gentle as I can." He said, the words tumbling out of his mouth.
"Do you want me to stop?" He continued, his voice airy.
I shook my head, a little upset that he was already getting pleasure as I was lying here in pain.
"If the pain doesn't stop soon, tell me. I won't be upset." He promised.
All I could do was nod. He began kissing me again before starting to gently thrust into me. The pain wasn't getting any better, until suddenly, it felt as if something had ripped. There was a tingling burning sensation, which was quickly replaced with pure pleasure.
I couldn't control the strange sounds that felt as if they were being pushed out of my lungs. I quickly pulled Edwards face to mine to muffle the sounds. As I did so, I saw Edward smile to himself.
The feeling doubled from there, and I felt myself building up to a new level. I felt one hand move slowly to down my side. It was then when I felt an excruciating pain rip through my whole entire body. A pain that traveled up my spine to every limb on my body. My eyes popped open as I screamed. Edward was looking at his hand, which was now covered in blood. He turned his face to me with complete horror. I opened my mouth, but no words would come out.
Suddenly, the sheets of the bed were tied around my midsection with constricting pressure. I heard drawers being yanked open, followed by Edward's horrified voice screaming curse words. It was then when I noticed that he had put pajama bottoms on me and himself. Things were happening so quickly, I heard him destroy the bathroom, looking for something. I couldn't stop shaking; I must be loosing blood.
He was at my side then, his voice tense.
"Oh God, Bella, why did I give in? Why couldn't I have controlled myself?"
Again, I tried to say something, but I was still unsuccessful. My vision became blurry and I couldn't make even the slightest movement.As my vision began to darken at the very edges of my eyes, I saw Edward, his face twisted in agony, move towards my neck.
Then, I saw nothing. I felt as if I was lying at the bottom of the ocean; the current rippling through my body. Then suddenly, the tranquil feeling was replaced with an even worse pain than earlier. It felt as if acid was running through my veins.