So Right but So Wrong
This is the continuation of the last chapter. Everybody get their shotguns ready, you'll want to have them shortly…
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The next morning, I texted my dad and invited him over for a meal on Saturday night. He texted me back, asking if I'd heard anything more from Jacob, who had been forgotten in all the excitement of coming clean to Edward's parents. Emmett had howled when Edward told him, but was glad they were okay with us being together.
After school, I drove us both to his house. I had packed a bag this morning and let my dad know where I would be. He thought it was a great idea, and it took the pressure off him and Edward. He didn't know, of course, that I would be sleeping with Edward whilst there.
I was instructed to make myself at home. No one was home yet. Esme was out quoting a refurbishment for some executive in Port Angeles, and Carlisle was at the hospital till nine.
When Edward's arms snaked around me, he rested his chin on my shoulder, and I was hoping he'd say what he did.
"So, love, do you want to go check out our room? Maybe get in a little practice being quiet before anyone comes home? We might be able to be a bit quieter tonight then."
When he picked me up bridal-style, I screamed at the shock, but kissed his lips as he made his way up the stairs.
"Put me down, you fool, I'm too heavy for you to run up two flights of stairs, and I need you to preserve your energy."
That got his attention, and when we reached the first floor landing, he put me down gently and grabbed my hand, pulling full pelt up the next flight.
"Someone's an eager beaver today, aren't we, love. Have you missed me or something?"
"Shut up and get over here," he snarled in the most seductive voice I had ever heard, and I about came at his words and tone. I slowly walked toward him, unbuttoning my blouse as I did. He was in the middle of the bed, his t-shirt gone already, and his jeans undone. I knew my eyes must have glowed with lust.
"See something you like, love?" he said casually.
I threw myself onto him, unable to resist him any longer. He soon had me free of my skirt and blouse, tongues, hands and teeth all over the other. I did not know why our coupling now was so animalistic. I just knew I needed him to fuck me hard and fast.
"Oh, god, Bella, how can I refuse a request like that."
He ploughed into me without foreplay. I was ready, wet through, and pulsating for him.
"God, you're so wet already, baby, you feel so good, so tight."
As his thrusting continued, his lips found mine again, and he kissed me with such passion.
When he withdrew from me, I looked up, wondering what he was doing. He flipped so we are top-to-tail. Ooh, a sixty-nine, we'd done this only once before, and we'd both loved it.
The next fifteen minutes were spent in bliss. I writhed with him in my mouth, and I would swear he got harder every time I came. Whether he was making love to me with his cock, his mouth, or his fingers, it was pure bliss. No wonder the man was a musical genius. He was a genius in everything he did, he played my body like a fine instrument, and soon I was limp beneath him. He turned, kissing me soundly.
"I love you, Bella. Can I make love to you properly now?"
"What, you're ready to go again so soon?"
"I'm always ready for you, love." He pushed my hand down between us, and I could feel his length hardening under my fingers. This time, we made love slowly, each thrust hitting just the right spot, until we were both spent.
After a shower and more loving, we made our way downstairs, in case Esme returned home. It was a good hour later when she did come in. Edward was sat on the sofa doing homework on his laptop, and I was at the table marking books.
Her eyes took in how easy we were together. She smiled at me and bent over to drop a small kiss on Edward's head.
"Good day, you two?"
"So-so," I responded truthfully.
"Better since we got home, though, eh, love?" Edward replied with a smirk, and Esme rolled her eyes.
"Oh, so you've been taking advantage of the empty house already, have you? Good, it might mean I get a decent nights' sleep tonight, too."
"Steady on, Mum, I can't promise that," he said laughing.
I sat there open-mouthed, listening to their exchange. My boyfriend had just admitted to his mother that we'd had sex in her house this afternoon while she was out, and she had just said she was glad, because then we might be quieter tonight. I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me right now. I'd never get used to this openness. I'd swear I never would.
After an awkward couple of hours, we went to bed. I wouldn't let him near me tonight. When I came out of his bathroom in pj's, I knew he'd taken the hint.
"Bella, there really is no need. We can still sleep naked and not have sex. I'm not that depraved. If you don't want to, we don't have to. It's not like it's been a while. I mean with three times earlier, I think I'll be okay for tonight."
"But I might not be, Edward. If I slept naked with you, we'll end up making love. I want you right now, pj's or not. I don't even know if I can sleep with you and not touch you."
"Of course you can, we've done that before without a problem."
"Yes, I know, but I want you, and I mean I really, really want you, and I don't know if I'm going to be able to not attack you."
"It's okay if you do, I promise. They won't mind, and we can be quiet if you really want to. We don't even have to use the bed so there'll be no sound from that."
"Really? Where do you suggest?" I asked looking around for a suitable surface.
"Come here, silly." He pulled me to the wall that formed the outer wall. Part of it was covered in a huge glass window, but there was enough room for us to stand and make love.
It was the most erotic sex I could ever imagine. Edward being tall, he was able to hold me up, pinning me to the wall, my legs firmly around his waist. He penetrated me deeply, and I moaned at the sensations he created within me. Neither of us lasted long, it was too much, and when my release came, it was just as hard and long as the one I'd had earlier. Edward soon followed, holding me tightly and whispering words of love and devotion in my ear.
He carried me to bed, minus my pj's, and when I woke up in the morning, I found him already buried deep inside me and just about to start moving. I loved it. We were late getting up and missed breakfast.
I left him around eleven o'clock and headed off to shop for the big meal tonight. I decided to stay safe and bought everything I needed for lasagna. I'd already checked that Esme and Carlisle were okay with that choice.
Back in the apartment, I cleaned up and prepared the food to put in the oven later. It was only as I was dusting that I saw the flashing light on the answer phone. I immediately felt sick. I pressed play and started to gnaw on my bottom lip, as I heard the all-too-familiar voice.
"So, Bella, you're avoiding me, are you? Not a good move on your part, I think. I realise you've probably changed your mobile by now, so I haven't even bothered contacting you on that, but ignoring my phone calls to your home? How bad is that? How do you think that makes me feel, Bella? Is it not bad enough you pass me over for a schoolboy? Okay, so he's mega-rich, and I suppose in his own way, he's kind of good looking, but babe, he couldn't have the experience with women I do. You need a real man, Bella. Even though you've pissed me off by selling me out to my dad and Charlie, I'll forgive you. I'll even still keep your sordid little affair a secret, but the price has gone up, Bella.
"Before, I just wanted to fuck you once, just because, but now I want to fuck you all night, hard and in whatever position I want, and I'll have you suck me off, however I like…oh, and you'll beg me to take you in that tight little arse of yours, too, all while I'm spanking it red. You've been a bad girl, Bella, so you know you deserve whatever I can think up, and I've got some brilliant ideas. A few of them even involve restraints, toys, my video expertise, and you very naked and screaming. I might even invite a buddy or two to join in the fun, and you'll thank me when we're done, or else. Hell, I'm thinking of making it a standing trip back there just so you can continue to thank me for my silence. I think a few years of regular meet-ups should make us about even, don't you?
Well, baby, I'll be back to start collecting in a couple of weeks, so make sure you keep that weekend free for me, won't you?
Bye, Bella, be thinking about me."
I ran to the bathroom and threw up. I texted Edward, and when my phone rang straight away, I knew it was him.
"What happened? Tell me, love."
I couldn't even get the words out for sobbing and then gagging. I heard the roar of Edward's car on the phone and him saying, "I'm on my way. Wait for me, love. Five minutes."
He found me on the bathroom floor and picked me up, carrying me into the bedroom. He wet a washcloth and wiped my face, before leaving to go back into the lounge and listen to the message. When he rejoined me, he, too, was ashen and shaking with anger.
"Sssh, love, I'm here. I'm not going anywhere. I swear I'll not leave your side ever again. You're moving in with me permanently until we leave this place."
"No, Edward, I can't."
"Yes, you can. I won't let anything happen to you, Bella. I swear I'll kill him if he even tries to approach you."
"Can you cancel tonight, please? I'm not up to it."
"No, Bella, we need to do this even more so now. Then once Charlie knows, I want him to see the first message and listen to that filth out there. We need to do this, baby. I'm here, and Mum and Dad will be here. They know about this. They were home when I was speaking to you, so they know something has happened."
I sobbed a little more into his shirt. I must have fallen asleep, because he was still holding me when I woke, and it was getting dark.
"What about the food, Edward? I need to get up."
"It's alright, love. Mum's here, and she's taken care of it for you."
I pulled myself off the bed and made my way into my lounge. Esme was sat at the table reading a magazine.
"Bella, love, how are you feeling? You don't have to be up yet. Go back to bed and get some rest. I've got it covered in here."
"Thank you, Esme. You shouldn't have to do this. I'm sorry, I was just in shock, I think."
"He played it for me, Bella. He's very upset and angry. I am, too. How can someone you've known all your life say those horrible things? Even I was shocked at the depravity of it. Edward's right, dear. You need to come and stay with us until you two leave here. You need to be safe, and at the house with us, you will be."
I didn't answer; I couldn't, as my tears had started again. Strong arms enveloped me from behind, and I immediately felt calmer. With a cup of chamomile tea down me, I felt loads better, and I started to get ready for my dad's arrival.
As usual, he was bang on time. He kissed me on the cheeks and shook hands with Edward, Carlisle and Esme. He kept looking at me, and I knew my eyes gave away that I had been crying.
Sitting down to dinner was a little awkward. I had only four chairs, so Edward perched on a low kitchen stool at the end of the table.
"So who's going to tell me what's going on here?" dad asked.
"There's been another message, Charlie, this time even more horrible," Edward told him.
"Okay, let's hear or see it."
"No, Dad, not yet, first I have something I want to tell you, and I want you to promise me you won't get mad or abuse your role as police chief."
"Now you're scaring me, Bella. What the hell is going on here? I take it you three are already in the loop, because you all seem mighty calm."
"Yes, Dad, they know."
"Okay, then let's have it. I can't say how I'm going to react, until I know what I'm dealing with."
I nodded my head and took hold of Edward's hand under the table and Esme's on top.
"Okay, well, the thing is, Dad, my new beau, as you like to call him, is Edward. We met when I started teaching him, and the attraction was instant. We fought it at first, but it wasn't going away. I love him, Dad, and by some strange luck, he loves me, too. I know you'll be disappointed in me as a teacher for having a relationship with a student, but Edward is nearly nineteen, he makes his own choices."
First he looked back and forth between us, his mouth open. Then he looked to Carlisle and Esme, and they nodded and smiled a little.
"So when you say you two are in a relationship, what does that mean, exactly?"
Great, he wanted me to spell it out.
"Charlie," Edward replied, "It means we're in love, we're together as a couple, in every sense other than being able to go out in public together."
"I suggest you shut the hell up and let my daughter talk, boy."
"Dad, he's telling you the truth. I love him, he loves me, and we all live happily ever after with any luck."
"Bella, please don't tell me you're being intimate with him."
I squirmed, but now I had to answer him.
"Yes, we have an intimate relationship. It's what people do when they're in love."
"You're his teacher, Bella! I should arrest you for serious sexual assault on a student!"
"It won't happen, Charlie, we'll leave first. I won't let Bella be persecuted over this. This is something we're both guilty of, if you can be guilty of falling in love."
"So what about you two, can't you see how wrong this is?" my dad addressed Edward's parents.
"While it's not ideal, it's as plain as day that they're in love, Charlie. Even if we didn't support them, do you think that'd stop them being together? As Edward said, they'll just run away together, and then we lose them both forever. We're not prepared to see that happen. Edward knows his own mind. We know Bella hasn't abused him in any way. He's madly in love with her, he wants to be with her, and we know he'll do whatever it takes to make that happen," Carlisle stated calmly. "We don't want to lose our son, Charlie, and we love Bella like a daughter, so we're in support of them being together."
"So what do you want from me?"
"We just want you to accept this and let us be together around you. We know we can't go out until after Edward graduates at the beginning of June, but until then, we'd like to be able to be a couple around you. We're not asking for your blessing. I understand that you're disappointed in me, Dad, but I've done nothing other than fall in love."
"Damn, I agreed for you to stay here with her. Oh, my god, this gets worse, now I'm a party to you two doing the deed with my say so. Oh, this just gets better by the second. I'm Chief of Police for heaven sakes! I could lose my job as well if anyone found out I knew and did nothing about it!"
"Charlie, I want Bella to move in with me at our house. It's no longer safe for her to be here."
"What do you mean move in with you? Like live with you as a couple, under your parent's roof? They wouldn't let you do that...surely?"
"Charlie, we've always been very open about sex in our house. It's not something we've shied away from. Besides, with what's going on with Jacob Black, it's going to be the safest option for Bella to be with us. At school, she's safe; at home, Edward or one of us will always be around. It makes no sense to not let them live here together. We'd much rather they do things openly than behind our backs, and since we already know they're intimate, we'd prefer if they were together in the safety of our home, that way we can protect both of them."
My dad was about to explode. He had always been very private about love and sex. He was obviously more than a little uncomfortable with how the conversation was going.
"So why do you need to move in with him? Is this what has Jacob all heated up, Bella? Does he know your new boyfriend is Edward?"
"Yes, he guessed it, it happened like we told you at the diner. Edward is very protective of me, and when Jacob grabbed my arm and started hurting me, Edward stepped in, and you know the rest. The texts started then. I'll show you the first one, and then you can listen to what I came home to today."
I retrieved my mobile from my bag and opened it to the original message. He read it without comment. Edward then walked over to the answer phone and pressed play, before making his way back over to me and taking hold of my hand.
Dad grimaced as we touched. I hated that everyone here had to listen to the filth that came out of Jacob's mouth. I cringed and pushed my face into Edward's shoulder, gagging as I fought off nausea again. Charlie's eyes were hard as stone as he listened to Jacob's words, but he was vibrating with anger. Tears poured down Esme's cheeks, as she saw how upset I was again.
"Can you record this for me, Bella? No matter what you may or may not have done, no one should have to put up with that. I'll deal with Jacob in as official a capacity as I can. It'll be hard, because if he decides to go to the press, or someone else at the police department, we could all be in big trouble."
"Surely no one could print anything or the police do anything without proof?" Esme asked concerned.
"If they choose to believe him, they could put tabs on you…bug your house and your phones. I've seen it done before. Now, I don't condone what you two are doing for one minute; however, I do recognise that you've shown a remarkable amount of maturity over all this, Edward, and your devotion to my daughter is clear. I won't do or say anything about this, but Bella, I urge you to consider your position at the school. You'll never teach again if you're found out in the next two months. Maybe you should just resign until Edward graduates, and then they can't touch you."
"I'm considering it, Dad. I'll do it if I have to. We're okay with keeping our relationship under wraps at school, and we don't go out in town, unless Emmett or Alice are with us. Now that I'm moving in with Edward," Charlie flinched at this, "there's no risk of him being seen coming into my apartment. I'll tell school tomorrow that I'm moving in with Alice to save some money, so we can get our own place."
Charlie got up and made his way to the door.
"I hope you know what you're doing, love. You've always been so sensible. I hope he turns out to be worth it."
"I'm going to marry him, when he finishes music school in three years. We've already talked about it, Dad. I'll be leaving Forks when Edward does. He's asked me to go with him, once he's decided on where he's going."
"England maybe, or Ivy League."
"So, about as far away as you can get, then?"
"I suppose so, but I can't not go with him, Dad. One, because I want to be with him, and two, he won't go if I don't go with him."
"What is it about him, love? You've never been like this before over a guy."
"I know, and that's what makes this real. I knew as soon as we kissed that it was for keeps. We're true soul mates, Dad, we're meant to be together." He rolled his eyes and kissed me on the cheek before saying goodnight.
Back upstairs, Esme and Edward had cleared up and emptied my fridge of perishables. My bags were already packed, and Edward handed me my laptop. I pulled up my Google account and printed off copies of all of Jacob's text messages. I then downloaded the voice recordings onto a flash drive, as well as printed the translation logs for Charlie. We put it all into a large envelope and would drop it off to him on our way to Edward's. I hoped we would never have to use this as anything other than a means of stopping Jacob from harassing me.
Despite the somber mood from the evening, I was feeling hopeful. A new chapter of my life was starting tonight, because from now on, I got to spend the night with Edward every night, and that could only be a good thing .
Oh wow, I wish I got to spend every night in Edward's arms. Sigh…
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