SO THIS IS CHAPTER NUMBER 2! I'M SO GLAD U GUYS LIKED CH 1 THIS CHAP CONTAINS SPANKING IF YOU DON'T LIKE THEN PLZ DON'T READ. URGH I HAVE MY MIDTERMS TO LOOK FORWARD TO WHEN SKOOL STARTS YAAAAY LOL NOT URGH I SHOULD REALLY SPEND MORE TIME STUDYING THEN WRITING FIC'S BUT THEN AGAIN WHAT FUN WOULD THAT BE? LOL I LOVE MY BETA ICUL8ER SHE MAKES MY FICS COMPLETELY AWESOME I WOULD BE A TOTAL MESS WITHOUT HER! ^_^
I stared at Edward shocked; not knowing what I could possibly say that would get me out of this mess.
"Bella, I'm waiting." Edward replied impatiently. I looked down at the bed, studying the patterns of the comforter intently. "Edward I... I'm sorry, okay? I freaked out when I took the test and―"
"―And if you studied, as you told me you had, then you would have gotten a suitable grade. Not an 18%." He replied harshly.
I narrowed my eyes at him, my anger starting to show. "Well forgive me for not being as perfect as you are. You've had 100 years to learn this stuff, I didn't. I'm stupid alright? I don't understand any of this―"
"You are not stupid and don't you dare call yourself that again." He scolded. "I know that you've been under a lot of pressure lately, but school is important Bella, you can't just ignore the classes you don't like and not try."
"I did try!" I objected. "I was pressed for time and circled random answers to finish the test. What was I supposed to do, Edward?"
"The right thing to do would have been to ask Mr. Varner if you could have more time to finish your test. If you had done that then―"
"Why the hell do you care so much about my grades anyways? You aren't my father or my math tutor so stop acting like it! I'm sick and tired of people preaching to me! So just stop it!" I yelled, watching as Edward's eyes narrowed at my outburst.
"Bella, I am not about to have this discussion with you. Your temper tantrum is uncalled for and you know perfectly well that the reason why I'm worried about you is because I care about you. Now go downstairs and eat dinner with your father and when you come back I expect for you to have your attitude in check."
"Whatever." I replied, attempting to get up, but Edward held me tightly making it nearly impossible.
"Isabella, don't test me." He warned. "Your behavior is appalling and I won't stand for your rudeness any longer."
Before I could even react to Edward's ridiculous statement I found myself face down over his lap. "Edward? What the hell do you think you're doing? Let me up?" I screeched struggling to break out of his grasp.
He held me in place, pinning my arms to my back while yanking down my jeans. I looked over at him in horror as he raised his hand, ready to begin, I squinted my eyes shut, preparing myself for the oncoming blow.
"Bella, come and eat!" Charlie yelled from downstairs.
I breathed a sigh of relief. I had never been so happy to hear Charlie's voice. Edward surely couldn't spank me now. I smiled to myself smugly. "You heard what Charlie said, I have to eat so let me up!" I demanded. I was lifted back onto my feet and I scrambled quickly to pull my jeans back on.
As I turned to leave the room Edward caught me by the arm stopping me. "Don't think that your punishment is over. You will receive your spanking once you are done eating. Am I clear?" He asked sharply, holding onto the bridge of his nose, attempting to calm himself down.
I murmured a 'yes' and ran out of the room, I was seriously considering giving Charlie a hug for saving me. Going into the kitchen I grabbed plate of lasagna and sat down on the couch near the recliner where Charlie was sitting; he looked over at me suspiciously.
"Hey Dad, I've decided to eat dinner in the living room with you today. I hope you don't mind. What are you watching?" I rambled, stabbing my fork into the lasagna and popping it into my mouth. I was in my own little world of bliss; damn near ecstatic that I had gotten out of my punishment.
"Uh…Baseball. What gives, Bella? Should I be expecting a call from another teacher or something?"
"No, I just realized that we never spend any time together and I thought now would be a good chance to catch up. So what are the rules of the baseball thing anyway? What do they have to do to score a touchdown?" I asked, smiling to myself as my father went into the details: describing the rules of the game, what team he preferred, and the difference in what a foul and a home run were.
I listened eagerly, although I didn't care a bit about what he was saying; anything was better than going upstairs where Edward would be waiting for me; ready to give me the punishment that I clearly did not deserve. So what if I had lied to him? It wasn't such a big deal anyway. It was just a dumb math test that I just so happened to fail. He was overreacting and blowing the situation way out of proportion.
"Bells, did you hear me?" Charlie asked, breaking me out of my thoughts.
"Huh? What did you say?" I asked, turning my full attention back to him.
"I wanted to know if you're okay. You seem kinda upset." He observed with a frown.
"I'm not." I replied dismissively, getting up to put my plate in the sink; I took my time washing each dish, getting them as clean as I could before putting them away with a sigh.
I needed something to keep me procrastinating. I grabbed my Wuthering Heights book and sat down on the couch as I began to read it. The time passed way too quickly and before I knew it Charlie announced that it was 'time to turn in'. I sluggishly got up from the couch and climbed up the steps. I took a deep breath and braced myself before turning the handle and entering my bedroom.
"I had no idea that it took five hours to eat a plate of lasagna." Edward mused with a frown.
I sat down on my bed and buried myself under my blanket. "I'm tired. Can't we deal with this tomorrow?" I begged glancing up at him, a pleading expression on my face.
"No, because you've been stalling long enough; now come here." Edward ordered, patting his knee as if it were an invitation rather than a dreaded punishment.
"Please Edward, don't spank me." I plead, clutching onto my blanket for dear life. "I promise that I'll do better in math just don't―"
"Bella, stop trying to get out of this! You know that you deserve this and I've had it with your procrastination. Now either you come here or I swear that I will drag you over here myself, and I'm assuming you won't like that very much. So which will it be?"
I slowly got up from my bed, moving as sluggishly as humanly possible. I stood in front of Edward uncertainly before lowering myself onto his lap. I hung there limply; cursing numerous profanities at him in my head, grateful for once that he couldn't read my mind.
"Good," He praised. "I'm glad that you've made the right choice; I really wouldn't have wanted to force you into submission anyhow." Edward replied thoughtfully.
I grimaced; so, me choosing whether to be forced over his lap or doing so willingly apparently was the pinnacle of gentlemanliness? One way or another I was still going to be spanked. So I saw no difference.
I racked my brain thinking of any possible reasons as to why he couldn't spank me; suddenly an idea dawned on me. "If you spank me, Charlie will hear you. He'd put a restraining order on you if he saw what you were doing." I informed him smugly, pleased with my brilliance.
"You're right." He said; silence filled the room as he thought for a moment. "Hand me your iPod." He demanded.
I confusedly reached into my pocket and gave it to him. He plugged it into the speakers on my desk and turned the volume all the way up, my music blasted throughout the room.
"Problem solved." He said; smirking my favorite crooked smile. I glared up at him, questioning why none of my plans were working lately. "Shall we resume where we left off?" Edward asked before gently tugging down my Jeans and underwear. I gasped as the cool air hit my exposed bottom; shivering as Edward's hand rested on it, knowing for certain that my ass would be warmed up soon enough.
A sharp swat evaded my thoughts causing me to only focus on the slight pain coming from my bottom. A second later, Edward continued to rein down smack after smack; I wiggled and squirmed trying to break out of this humiliating position. My bottom was only feeling a slight sting, but I knew for certain that that little sting wouldn't last for long. This was just the warm-up; the pre-spanking.
"Bella, please stop trying to get out of this, struggling will get you nowhere." He warned giving me an extra hard swat on my left cheek; causing me to yelp out in pain.
"You lied to me not once but twice. I understand that you have been under a lot of pressure lately, but that is not an excuse to just ignore you schoolwork. If you knew that you didn't understand the material then you should have come to me for help. I would gladly have tutored you, Bella." He informed me grimly."Well thank you for the offer but I wanted my boyfriend not an extra math teacher", I thought angrily; wincing as his hand made contact with my bottom yet again.
"Bella, I am extremely disappointed in you." He lectured angrily, "I never would have thought that you would do something so petty as lying to me about your test and then, having the nerve to think that I wouldn't eventually have found out."
The pain coming from my backside was the only thing that I could focus on. Edward might as well of been talking to me in a different language for all the notice I gave him, but I got the gist of it at any rate: he was disappointed with me. Hell even I was disappointed with me. I was mad at myself for getting caught and having to endure this ridiculous form of chastisement.
"Hiding your term paper from me was an incredibly stupid thing to do. I know when you are lying to me, Isabella, and I do not appreciate being lied to. You are to become my wife in just a few short months; a relationship is nothing without trust. You have to be truthful with me, always, even if it's something as small as a bad test grade. I never want to catch you lying to me again! Is that understood?"
"Y-Yes, E-Edward!" I sobbed tearfully, hating myself for causing Edward pain. I never wanted him to think that I wasn't trustworthy. If I could have reversed the time and taken back what I had done I would have done so in a heartbeat. "I- I'm so sorry." I cried sobbing and blubbering like a baby.
"I know you are, Bella." He replied softly, landing a few more smacks on my much abused backside before sliding my underwear and jeans back on. "I-I'm so so sor―" I began to say, but broke off when Edward's lips came crashing into mine.
I kissed him back passionately wrapping my arms around his neck. When we both reluctantly broke the kiss he lifted me up, carrying me bridal style, over to my bed, setting me down so that I could lie on my stomach.
"I love you." He said wiping away a tear that had cascaded down my face.
I smiled at him. "I love you more," I replied sitting up to kiss him on the cheek.
"Try to sleep now, Love." I heard Edward say.
I nodded my head and closed my eyes smiling to myself, knowing that even though my bottom was on fire I was still loved.
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