A/N: I don't own any of the characters, I just love them. Big thanks to Beegurl13 who beta'd and pre-read for me. She also made me a beautiful banner for this story! She's the best! This chapter sets the background for the story. Get ready for a bumpy angsty ride!
SACRIFICE – by Twilight 44
"Ungh...are you alright?" I asked Bella through gritted teeth.
"Yeah..." she whimpered.
I had been in this exact position, half way inside of Bella, a total of six times so far. Every time we made it to this point, her breathing hiked and the tears would start. I was starting to think that maybe my cock was too big for her.
Bella was a fairly small girl, but that was one of the things I loved most about her. Like the way she fit tucked into my side when we walked together. I loved how I could easily rest my chin on top of her head. I also loved the way her feet were only able to rub me at mid calf when I was on top of her, and we were fooling around.
There were just so many things I loved about her – right from the first moment we met in grade school.
We had become fast friends immediately.
It was the first day of grade one and I was playing outside on the school grounds before the bell rang. Lauren Mallory was bossing me around, just like she did all of last year.
My Momma had told me, "You can't fight girls," so I usually succumbed to Lauren's torment.
"Come on Edward! You're my boyfriend, you have to do what I say!" she howled. I wanted to cover my ears. I hated the sound of her whines.
Not having her around all summer had been great. When she was in my neighborhood, I was able to get away by running inside my house.
"I don't wanna hold your hand. I'm making a fort," I huffed.
"You're just getting dirty. Get up here and hold my hand. Don't you think I look pretty in my new dress?" her eyelashes fluttered as she spoke.
Just then Lauren yanked on my arm causing me to fall into the sand fort I was building.
She actually hauled me upright and starting dragging me over toward the hedges that lined the school yard.
Lauren was taller than me – and unfortunately stronger.
I tried to pull my hand out of hers but she held on tight.
When we got to the edge of the school yard she yanked me closer, pulling on my neck with both of her hands. Her lips puckered out like a duck's bill.
"Stop it Lauren! I don't want your spit on me! Stop!"
"Boyfriend's are supposed to kiss girls, Edward. Kiss me!"
"No!" I yelled, struggling against her.
"LET GO OF HIM!" shouted another girl that I hadn't seen until that very moment.
She was about the same size as me. She had long brown hair in pigtails and was missing both of her front teeth. She had freckles on her nose and, I couldn't remember having seen her before.
"Who are you?" Lauren huffed.
"He doesn't want you pulling on him," the new girl said angrily. Her hands rested on her hips as she stared down my supposed girlfriend. "My dad is the police chief and I'm gonna tell him if'n you don't let go of him!"
My eyes flashed back and forth between the two girls who were staring each other down.
All of a sudden Lauren let go of me and stomped away yelling, "You're playing with ME at recess Edward!"
I just stood there with my mouth hanging open.
This small girl had just stood up to Lauren, which was something even I, a boy, couldn't seem to do.
"So you're Edward? I'm Bella. I just moved here. I don't know anyone yet. You wanna be my friend?"
"I know I'm a girl, l but I can play boy games. I'm not afraid to get dirty!" Bella said.
I just stood there staring at her, unable to speak. How did she manage to run off Lauren?
Just then the bell rang.
Bella looked at me expectantly, then the smile slowly faded from her face. She turned and headed towards the school.
"Bella!" I yelled, once I realized she was leaving.
She didn't turn around so, I ran as fast as I could to catch up with her. "Bella!"
She glanced over her shoulder causing her pony tails to sway. "What, Edward?"
"Do you think you can keep Lauren away from me?"
"Sure, easy peasy."
"I want to be your friend, Bella," I answered more enthusiastically than before.
Her brown eyes lit up like there was a light behind them.
I couldn't look away. I liked the way Bella looked. She seemed really friendly, and not at all the bossy, scowling type of girl Lauren was.
"Do you want to sit with me in class, Bella?"
"Yes, Edward, I do."
That was how we met, and we had been best friends ever since.
It was the year before we started high school when things changed.
We had just begun grade eight and we were 13 years old.
Bella and I walked to school together, sat together in every class, and hung out in our spare time. We laughed and joked with our friends, played sports, listened to music and could tell each other things we didn't dare tell other people. She was a great friend who liked lots of the same things I did.
Now days, boys were always trying to talk to Bella and all the girls were trying to talk with me. I liked it at first, until I realized that Bella seemed sad about it.
It was shortly after that, that I started freaking out when I heard the boys talking about her. They were talking about wanting to touch her and do stuff with her. I'd never really looked closely at Bella before. After I listened to what they were saying, I took a long, hard look at Bella. Why hadn't I noticed how much she had changed? She had flawless skin, and her freckles had all but faded away. Her hair was shiny and long.
I wondered what it would be like to run my fingers through it. Huh? That seemed like a crazy thought.
As I looked further, I saw other changes, too. She had curves – lots of em. Gulp... And the other guys wanted to touch them.
I didn't know why, but I saw red.
Bella was mine.
Only she wasn't.
She was my best friend, sure, but mine? Where did that thought come from? Over the next few weeks I watched Bella and her interaction with other boys far more closely. My body was feeling funny things when I thought about her.
One Saturday in mid September the weather was still warm enough to go to the beach and a group of us were going. My jaw almost hit the ground when Bella and the other girls showed up in bikinis. I felt my dick twitch in my shorts for the very first time.
I was looking directly at Bella, and I only had eyes for her. Sure, the other girls were pretty, some of them more than others, but it was Bella that I couldn't take my eyes off of. Her eyes and her smile drew me in.
All the other guys were crowded around the girls when something in me snapped.
I stalked up to Bella, grabbing her wrist and pulled her away from the crowd.
"What's going on Edward?" she panted stumbling along behind me.
When we were clear of the other kids hearing us, I turned to face her.
No one else was going to have her, she was mine, or at least in my head she was. Now I just needed to make it so.
"Bella, will you be my girlfriend?"
"Will you...be my girlfriend?"
"We're best friends, Bella. We get along great. We like the same things. And..." I stammered.
"And what Edward?" she replied with a small quirk to her lips.
"AndI...Idon'twantany-anyoftheotherguysto, ugh, toaskyoufirst!" I shouted in a rush, stumbling through my words as they blended together and were barely understandable.
Bella full on smiled. It was that big smile that showed most of her teeth, and her eyes shone brilliantly. I loved that smile, especially when I was the cause of it.
"Yes, Edward. I'll be your girlfriend," she said quietly, smiling at me.
I am sure my smile mirrored hers.
"I've never kissed a girl before, Bella. Can I kiss you?" I asked looking down at her. I was finally, after all our years together, several inches taller than her.
"Yes, you can," she smirked.
I didn't even hesitate. I kissed her the best I could, and she kissed me back. It wasn't perfect, it may have been a bit sloppy, but it was wonderful and thrilling and I never wanted to quit!
Bella was my first girlfriend—my only girlfriend—and I loved her with all that I was.
And she loved me back.