New Places, New Faces Pt. 2
Introduction:
This is the continuations of the story of Edward. For the first part, refer to “New Places, New Faces Pt. 1”. As always, the erotica starts later on after the main plot.
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Edward slowly rose from his slumber early the next day, his body tired from his nightly activities. He looked at his bedside clock which read 05:30. His muscles ached from his thorough workout with Caddie, yet he had things to do. He got his feet under him, putting on his sweatpants and jacket. Still rubbing the sleep out of his eyes he tip-toed his way downstairs, sneakers in hand, trying to be as quiet as possible. Nobody else was up as he made his way outside and locked the door behind him.
It was dark and cold outside. He stretched as a warm up for his exercise, running down a few blocks for a good while. When he finished his workout the sun was already up, and he was drenched in sweat. He made his way back home, finding Amber ready for work in the kitchen, drinking her coffee. âLooks like someone here gets up even earlier than meâ Amber said between sips. She had a look that said she was curious, but about what Edward couldnât say. âYeah, guess so. My dad got me used to waking up early for exercise. By the way Amber, you look really happy today. Something good happened?â Edward said while knowing the answer, recalling what he heard last night from her and her Jamesâ bedroom âOh, nothing specialâ. Edward got himself what he went into the kitchen for, a drink of water, before going upstairs and taking a cold shower. He got his things ready for school and went back downstairs to get some breakfast, finding James preparing it. Soon Caddie and Lucas joined the world of the living, making their way downstairs still in their sleep attire. âMorningâ Caddie greeted after a yawn âGood morningâ was the response of everybody else in the room. âJesus Ed, how can you wake up so early and be so energetic when you slept so late last night?â Amber was surprised by this question. âHow would you know at what time Ed went to bed?â âOh, she asked me to help with her homework. Sheâs always postponing it and then ends up doing it at the last second.â Caddie had almost blown things, but Edwardâs argument sated Amberâs curiosity before she kissed her family goodbye and headed off to work. After eating breakfast, James took the three of them to school.
The three made their way inside, Edward immediately splitting off from Lucas and Caddie to his first period class. He walked up to Hannaâs desk to talk, a few minutes still before the bell rung âHad a fun date?â âThat wasnât a date. That was just a coincidental meeting with a classmate at a bookstore. And then an asshole barged in.â Hanna said with a hint of irritation, obviously displeased. âOh come on, you have to admit that it was a great plan! Plus, remember, youâre taking one for the whole schoolâ âIâm taking? That was a one-time thing only. Donât expect me to do that ever again. Do you know how hard it is to stay there minute after minute talking to someone with half your brain power whoâs constantly trying to undress you with his eyes?â âOh, the woes of a lovely maiden!â Edward said with a chuckle, but before Hannah could respond the bell rung and the teacher entered the classroom. Edward just winked at her before taking his seat behind her. In the middle of class he feels a tug on his shirt, turning around to see it was Joshua doing it âHey dude, wanted to thank you for that thing yesterday.â âOh, donât thank me yet. I still remember what you tried to do yesterday, and donât think I did that because Iâm afraid of you, or because you earned it or something like that. You owe me, and Iâm going to collect. Also, you got one free shot in. Next time you try something like that youâll be unable to use that throwing arm of yoursâ Edward whispered to a now very stunned Joshua before turning back on his seat and paying attention to the class.
Lunch came around and Edward quickly made his way out of the classroom, before Hannah or Joshua could reach him. He dropped by his locker, placing some things inside before he made his way to the cafeteria, getting himself a tray and his lunch. âNote to self, pack lunch from schoolâ he mumbled lowly before walking toward the tables, looking for an empty one for him to sit on. Instead he finds himself being waved at by Caddie from a table with some girls on it, presumably for him to sit with them. He made his way to the table with a shrug, what did he have to lose? He sat down next to Caddie, giving a polite nod to the other girls before being introduced. âGirlsâ Caddie started âThis is my friend, Edward. Edward, this is Cameronâ She said while referring to a cute, graceful-looking brunette, âKellyâ she said while motioning over to an athletically-built tomboyish dark-skinned girl, âAnd Debraâ she finished by introducing a petite blonde girl âCameron is in the Gymnastics club, Kelly is the best one of the Tae Kwon Do club and Debra is in the track club, like meâ. Edward politely greeted each of the girls, but before he could say or do anything a large shadow came over his figure. âIs this the guy?â Came from a deep voice that felt more like the echo of an explosion in a cave âYeah, itâs himâ Came from a familiar voice, it was the leader of the Punk Brigade. A large hand fell onto Edwardâs shoulder heavily, the girls sitting with him appearing to be unnerved or scared while Edward just turned his face to see who the hand belonged to. Behind him was a solid wall of meat in the form of 6 feet tall, 240 pounds of wide punk, with a shaved head and more ear piercings than there are needles in a hospital. âMy brother here says you were disrespectful to him yesterday, isnât that right?â âOh, that spineless piece of shit bully was your brother?â Edward said with an exaggerated surprise in his voice âYeah, I guess someone like that would see me defending myself as disrespect. The thing is, I have no intention of apologizing to him. I should apologize to the mashed potatoes that were forced to touch him instead. Now if youâd please let go of me, I have some pleasant ladies to talk to.â
The younger brother seemed to be full of poorly-contained anger, about mad enough to burst a vein, and the older brother squeezed his grip on Edwardâs shoulder, shaking. The punk brigadeâs boss seemed to be pleased with the fact that his brother appeared to be as angry as him, but he was taken by surprise when he heard his brother let out a loud laugh. He laughed for a solid 5 minutes, almost turning blue from the lack of air before he managed to calm down âI like you man, standing your ground and stating your opinion even when Shit seems to be against you. Somehow I feel like a guy like you wouldnât disrespect someone out of the blue on his first day, so how about telling me what happened?â âWell, I donât have much to say really. I got lunch, sat down at an empty table and your boy hereâ Edward said while nodding in the direction of the punk kid âDecided that the table I was on was his. Thing is, nobody from his group was even remotely close to the table, and they didnât seem preoccupied enough to occupy âtheirâ table during lunch. But if he was so intent of having the table I was sitting on, I let him have it. I even went ahead and gave him my lunch too.â âOh thatâs all that happened? He told me he cornered you after school with some guys and tried to threaten him. Nameâs Evan by the wayâ Evan said before turning over to his younger brother âAnd I donât peg this guy here to be the type to threaten people, so I guess what he said was true. What about you stop wasting my time?â he said to his younger brother before shaking Edâs hand âSorry for the inconvenience manâ âBut bro, he disrespected me in front of the cafeteria! Your own brother! Arenât you going to do anything?â âLook here Timmyâ Evan started as Edward just smirked at the punkâs name âIt seems to me you tried to intimidate him in public, and he responded in kind. Shitâs even. And even if you felt offended, deal with your own shit. Donât call someone else to fight for youâ. After this Evan made his way out of the cafeteria, and while most people were still focused on âTimmyâ and Edward, Edward himself turned back to his table to eat, but before he could the bell rung for his next class. He got up frustrated, making his way to his locker and bumping into Arturo using his own âHey man, I saw that display on the Cafeteria. That guy was huge; if it were me Iâd be shitting myselfâ âHeâs only a person, like me. I have no reason to be scared of him.â âBut what if he wanted to beat you up?â âThen Iâd fight him. Simple. Look man, I gotta goâ Edward says before closing his locker and making his way to class.
Not ten minutes into his Chemistry class Hannah turns back from her seat at him and whispers âAre you crazy? Whyâre you messing with Evan and those punk guys? Donât you have your plate full enough as is?â âIâm not crazy, and I didnât mess with anyone. I had a pleasant conversation with Evan during lunch and thatâs allâ âYouâre looking crazier and crazier to meâ âDonât worry, itâs not just you, itâs an effect I have on people. They either see me as crazy or dumb. Iâd say Iâm relaxed. I simply donât have the time to care about things like rationality and suchâ Edward answered before Hannah turned back forward, turning her attention back to class. Meanwhile behind Edward, Joshua was thinking hard. âWhat did Edward mean when he said heâd collect? And he sounded really serious when he threatened me. What should I do?â. He spent a few more minutes pondering this before Edward turned to him and said âYou promised youâd give me a school tour. Weâre doing it after this class.â He said it in a tone that left no chance to question his call. Plus, he had him in his hand. One bad word of his and his dreams of Hanna were shattered. He just nodded before Edward turned back forward. The bell finally rung after a long, boring class. Edward got up from his seat, walking up to Hannahâs desk and saying out loud enough for the entire class to hear âJoshuaâs a really good guy, heâs gonna give me a tour of the school right nowâ, statement which was met with whispering from all sides of the classroom. Edward made his way to his locker, Joshua not far behind, and put all of his things inside. He ended up bumping into Arturo again âHey manâ he started before noticing that Joshua was going their way, quickly excusing himself before walking off âSorry dude gotta goâ. Edward just shrugged before he turned to Joshua âDude, tour.â âOh, yeah, where should we start?â âI donât know yet, thatâs why I need a tourâ âOh.â Joshua quickly took Edward around the school, taking him out to the football field and to explore the grounds before taking him to the gym and then back to the cafeteria.
As they made their way to the cafeteria people started whispering amongst themselves. Edward told Joshua that he didnât need him to lead him around any further before going for lunch, hopefully getting a chance to eat it this time. He spotted Caddieâs group, making his way to their table before sitting down and introducing himself âOnce again, ladies, my name is Edward. Iâm something along the lines of Caddieâs cousinâ. After this Edward could feel the questions on the minds of the three girls, but the one who spoke up first was Debra âThat was brave, the way you talked to Evan. You just told his brother off in front of him like that, werenât you afraid of him? Not even a bit?â âWhy would I be?â âWell, because heâs huge. He looks like he could just wrap his hands around someoneâs head and justâŠâ She got interrupted by Kelly âWoah Debbs, too Graphical. Anyways, thereâs no reason to be afraid of him. If it were me Iâd just kick his ass for coming at me like thatâ âAre you sure?â Edward asked with a smile, being met by a bang on the table top by the feisty girl âHell yeah Iâm sure! Heâs just a big guy, but big guys can feel pain tooâ. âTypical Kellyâ started Cameron âThinks that violence is the answer to everything.â âWhat do you mean by that? Are you calling me a brute?â Kelly asked hotly before Edward just said between bites âNo, she called you impulsiveâ âNow YOU are calling me things! What gives you the right? I should just kick your ass right now!â âWhatâs stopping you? How about we go out to the football field and we see what you can do?â Edward says calmly, causing her to get even further angered and to stand up âFine! See you there after school!â before stomping off.
âUh-ohâ came from Debra. âWhatâs wrong?â Edward asked curiously âI havenât seen her this angry since Allison Stone made out with her now ex-boyfriendâ âAnd why is that a problem?â âLetâs just say that her Ex ended that relationship with a few less teeth.â Caddie spoke up âAre you crazy? Did you just challenge one of my best friends to a fight?â âNot really, she challenged me. And why is that a problem?â âSheâs the best in her Tae Kwon Do club and at her Gym. Sheâs got the silver in the state Tae Kwon Do championship!â âCool, thatâs a great for her.â âYou donât get it, do you? Sheâs gonna kick your ass, whether you want it or not!â âI wouldnât be so sureâ Edward said before getting up from the table and disposing of his plastic tray, making his way back to class before the bell rung. On the way he finds himself flanked by the football club once again, his thoughts going back to Joshua. He doesnât even resist and just goes on with them as heâs escorted into the bathroom with the thought of dealing with Joshua, but instead he finds himself face to face with somebody else once inside. Two of the guys from the football club go outside to watch the door, leaving only the ringleader, one of the guys he saw yesterday when Joshua did the exact same thing, and two other burly, massive guys worthy of their place in the football club on a physical point of view. âI remember you from yesterday, youâre one of Joshuaâs cronies!â Edward spoke out before a fist flew his way, but he had already gotten punched for free on the face the previous day, so he had no intention of getting punched again. Instead, he sidestepped to the left before speaking âIf you wanted to fight me why not just wait for after school?â âNo, I donât want to fight you. Iâm here to give you a warning. Donât think youâre in the clear just because you made friends with Evan, Josh is still the king of the schoolâ He said before walking off âWaitâ Edward spoke out âWhatâs your name.â âTyler, why do you want to know? Want to know the name of the guy whoâll fuck you up if you take a wrong step?â âNo, I want to know the name of the obnoxious piece of shit I will make sure I destroyâ Edward said out loud, getting some snickers from the footballer trio in response.
Edward looked at his own face in the bathroom mirror. âItâs no goodâ he said to himself âIâm too riled up to just spend the rest of the day calm. I need to blow off this buildup.â He had a bad habit of getting overly excited over fights, losing focus on things that werenât right in front of him. He was tapping his foot on the ground, calming himself down before the bell rung so he could sit still in class. He washed his face repeatedly, drying it off with some paper towels before exiting the bathroom, seemingly back to his regular, relaxed attitude. He made his way into the classroom, walking straight past Hannah and sitting down at his desk as the bell rung and the Psychology teacher walked into the classroom. It was such a massive coincidence how many subjects he and Hannah had in common, and Joshua as well. âJoshua probably just copied Hannahâs schedule to have all his classes with herâ Edward thought as the class progressed. He then suddenly turns over to Joshua, mouthing âlaterâ while giving him the most menacing, involuntary leer. Joshua felt tempted to respond in kind, but Hannah was right there and he knew he couldnât just snap at Edward in front of her, begrudgingly nodding his consent instead. Edward struggled to keep calm, doing his best not to tap his foot during class before he couldnât take it anymore. He raised his hand and feigned sickness âProfessor, Iâm not feeling so well. May I go to the nurseâs office?â âI guess you can, you really donât look very goodâ said the 30-something woman teaching the subject. Joshua surprised everybody by raising his hand and offering to accompany him there âWell heâs new to the school and doesnât know it very well Ms. Sanchez. Plus, we donât know what might happen to him alone. What if he collapses midway?â âI guess that makes sense, help him to the Office Joshuaâ.
They made their way outside the classroom, walking along an empty hall before Edward suddenly pushes Joshua against a wall, gripping his neck hard and pinning him to it âI told you that any more bullshit and Iâd collect. Now why did you feel the need to send your cronies to me? To make sure I understand youâre still the top dog? Is that it?â Edward asked in a hushed tone with a little bit more than anger to it. It was pure rage, stemming from years of repression, added to his small adrenalin rush earlier in the bathroom, from his encounter with Joshuaâs crew. Only a bit after this did he remember that Joshua needed air to talk, loosening the grip on his throat âWhat do you mean?â âActing dumb? Tyler and your other friends went after me in the bathroom today, and I intend to make him pay. Now all I need to know is why you sent them. I thought you asked me to forget about yesterday and tried to make amends. What changed?â âNothing man, I never told Tyler to do anything. I havenât met anybody from the football club today, they knew I was supposed to be giving you a tour. The only reason I didnât finish the tour this break is because Ashley from the cheerleading club asked for my help!â Edward let go of Joshuaâs neck, who desperately gulped in air. He was so surprised by Edâs action that he didnât even have the time to wonder about how he lifted someone more than 30 pounds heavier than him onto a wall with a single hand. All he thought now was that Edward was more than just talk, he was dangerous. He was more intent than ever to never have Edward collect his dues from him.
They made the rest of the way to the nurseâs office in silence. Joshuaâs was a stunned, scared silence, thinking about what would have happened the previous day had Edward decided to fight back in the bathroom, and Edwardâs was a silence of deep thought. He wanted to know how it so happened that Joshua got needed conveniently when it would leave him alone for picking, why Tyler went after him, and most important of all, how would he make him pay. They reached the nurseâs office with Edward saying something about a stomach ache and a head ache to the nurse before being placed on one of the stretchers. For someone that vigorous he managed quite a sick man act, Joshua thought. As Joshua made his way back to the classroom, Edward kept thinking. What step would he take now? Would it be prudent to go after Tyler now? No, messing with the big bully group right now wouldnât do him any good. First he needs to deal with Joshua. Plus, heâs far too angry to plan carefully enough about it. For now he should just deal with the smaller problems. âTimmyâ? No, Timmy is not currently a problem. Heâs only a problem if he comes after him. Not Timmy, but Kelly. He had to deal with Kelly, but not through violence. He wouldnât raise his hand against a woman, his parents taught him better than that. But he had to deal with it anyway. He spent the rest of his time meditating and calming down, trying to think about a way to deal with Kelly. By the time the final bell rung he was calm enough. He got up from the stretcher, thanked the nurse for his supposed treatment that had him magically feel all better and tried to make his way to the football field, where he had said he would show up.
At the football field Kelly was waiting with Cameron. She was ready to break Edwardâs rude face, while Cameron tried her best to calm her friend down. Caddie and Debra had also wanted to talk her out of it, but they had a meeting of the track club to attend, as the captain and vice-captain respectively. Kelly waited for minutes on end all the while Cameron tried to talk her out of it and convince her to just talk it out. She was under the bleachersâ shadows, Cameron sitting on top of one of them when the punk brigade with Timothy himself made their way towards them. Kelly just ignored them, knowing she had nothing to do with them until she noticed they were more than yesterday, six punk guys surrounded her out of view for most people. She worriedly looked up to check up on Cameron, but luckily she had given up on persuading her and decided to go away or something of the sort. âWhat the fuck do you want, Timmy?â Kelly asked while crossing her arms over her chest, apparently not afraid of them âDO NOT CALL ME TIMMY! MY NAME IS BOSH! And youâre one of the bitches that was with that cunt Edward today, arenât you? Whereâs he?â âDonât know. And even if I did, why would I tell you anything?â âOh, youâre gonna tell us. And if you donât, then one of your friends will. Weâll just have to go after them. But, we can still have our fun with youâ Bosh said while stepping up forward. Kelly swiftly and skillfully raised her leg up to his eye level, outer part of the foot stretched out, inner part tucked in âWanna bet?â
Bosh stepped back and just started to chuckle âWe know who you are miss Silver medal. And we know something else about youâ He says before pulling a small black square from his pocket, pressing it to reveal a butterfly knife. At the sight of the knife Kelly lowers her foot, shaking and backing herself up into the wall âYouâre pretty familiar with one of these, right? In fact, itâs the thing that drove you to start training Tae Kwon Do with such intensity, right? You should have the scar to prove itâŠâ He started while slowly walking over to her, lifting the hem of her shirt to show a small scar from a knife on her lower abdomen. By then all she could do was try to recoil further, but she was already against the wall. She fought back her repressed memories and the need to cry as best as she could, she wouldnât let any asshole see her crying. Then she felt the cold blade touch her stomach and she began hyperventilating. Panic settled in as memories of a stab came back.
Just as Bosh was about to press the tip of the knife against her face Edwardâs voice sounds out âSorry to crash this party, but I was supposed to be her date, Timmy.â Edward called out, trying to shift his attention to him. His taunt works as the punk leader turns to him and walks towards him shouting âMY NAME IS BOSH!â âSounds more like Spineless to me. Bringing six people to intimidate one little girl into going out with you? Not cool man. Why not just get the guts to ask her out?â âOh, the girl. You came just in time. After we whoop your ass weâll tie you down and make you watch as we take turns with herâ By then Edward had already clenched his fist, his heart beating slightly faster as he reminded himself of Tyler and his gang in the bathroom earlier. He started slowly walking towards the six punks, his sight of the helpless Kelly just angering him further. He felt his anger slowly filling him up, swallowing his being. Soon he couldnât hear anything but his own beating heart as Bosh got up to his punks. By the time Bosh had given them the order to go after him, it was already too late. He had already gotten into the zone. He didnât feel rage anymore, he just felt glad to be fighting. He loved the feel of his blood pumping, the adrenalin in his system, the possibility of getting hurt, the feel of the bones of his opponents giving away under the strength of his fists. As the first two tried punching him one after the other he just evaded the punches, asking himself why he was fighting somebody so slow. He in response kicked one of their knees, causing him to go down with a loud pop signaling the fact that he dislocated the knee, hitting the other one with an open palm strike to the bridge of the nose with a snap, blood rushing down his face as he layed there with a broken nose before he was out with a light kick to the face. Before they had the time to react, Edward broke into a sprint, tackling the third one into a wall head-first causing him to fall unconscious, leg-sweeping another one before kicking him in the ribs with a sickening crack, causing him to grunt in pain and then headbutting the last one on the mouth, breaking some teeth before he punched him hard in the face, causing him to pass out.
Bosh and Kelly looked at the scene surprised and afraid. Afraid of the âthingâ that was making Edward fight like this. It was as if he breathed this, the field of battle, the destruction of his enemies, it was all natural. âWhatâs wrong, Timmy?â Edward taunted him. Bosh was stupid enough to fall for the taunt, rushing Edward and sliding the small blade downwards, Edward barely stepping back to avoid it but not managing completely, a thin, red line forming on his arm, some blood going down and getting on his tee. He flashed a demented smile as if he was happy about this, as if he was bored up until now. Bosh was ready to call it quits now, he was sure this kid was crazy. He had nothing else to lose, so he once again rushed Edward and this time tried to jab at his face with the knife. Edward shifted his body to the side lightly, the knife passing alongside his face as he stepped forward, hooking his arm over his opponentâs elbow and using his hand to force his forearm to the side, causing Bosh to drop his knife before he slid around his own gravity center, one of his hands on Boshâs forearm still and the other on the shoulder of his tee as he threw him over his shoulder, slamming his body onto the concrete floor. He calmed down with a deep breath, making his way to Kelly after making sure Bosh was down âAre you okay?â Kelly nodded softly, lowering her shirt back over her stomach after her initial surprise âWhat was that?â âThat what?â âYâknow, that.â She says while pointing at the fallen punks. Edward just shrugs âI donât know what you meanâ âYou could do all that and you were going to fight me? I wouldâve been screwedâ âI wasnât going to fight you. At best Iâd take a few hits, but my parents raised me better than to hit a ladyâ âGood to know I guessâ Kelly said as she made her way to her car in the schoolâs parking lot âHey Edward, got a ride?â âNah, I guess Iâm legging it homeâ âGet on, I owe you this one.â Edward climbs into Kellyâs car before she peels away from the lot, making her way down the road. On the way Edward calls an ambulance for the downed thugs on the football field, claiming to have witnessed a turf war between rival groups. âWait, shouldnât you call one for yourself for that?â Kelly asks while pointing at his arm wound âNahâ Edward answers before ripping some of his shirtâs sleeve off and wrapping it around his wound âDad taught me how to treat woundsâ He starts, before then saying on a lower, sadder tone âHe taught me a lot of things.â
Kelly takes a left turn a few blocks away from Edwardâs, causing him to get confused âWhatâre you doing? Where are you taking me?â âDonât worry, Iâm taking you some place with a first aid kitâ She says before pulling over in front of a Tae Kwon Do dojo, which happened to be closed. She parks her car and directs him to the back door in, going up a set of stairs into a tidy, spacious apartment, with many medals and certificates on shelves around the place, all of them in Tae Kwon Do. She pulls him into the bathroom, getting some painkillers and a first aid kit from the bathroom cabinet. She disinfects his wound before wrapping some gauze around it and tying it into a knot to keep it in place over the wound before having him pop the painkillers âWhy did you have me pop painkillers?â âBecause after the adrenalin rush passes you start feeling the toll of the fight on your body. It happens to me all the time in tournaments. During the fight you donât feel much of the hits you take, but your body will remind you of them afterwardsâ âI have two questions for you, Kelly.â âWhat are they?â âFirst of all, where did you learn to treat wounds, and second, if youâre so good at Tae Kwon Do, why didnât you kick Boshâs ass? Or you could at least have run. For state silver you have to have a crazy physical conditioningâ Kelly looks down to her torso, rubbing it softly over her shirt âThe answer to the first question is that I taught myself how to. The answer to the second⊠Itâs kind of a long story. Are you sure you want to hear it?â Edward simply nodded in response.
âWell, it was a few years ago. I was in 7th grade when it happened. I got out of school, and instead of going straight home like my father told me to I decided to hang out with these âbad girlsâ because they were âcoolâ. They took us to some bad parts. They were pressuring me to do bad things. They wanted me to drink with them to be cool like them, but I ran off without them.â Kelly seemed to be more and more distressed with each passing second, but she decided to keep telling the story either way âI was being robbed. This guy attacked me with a butterfly knife, but I had nothing to give him, so he stabbed me in rage and left me there bleeding out.â By now tears were rolling down her face, but she forced herself to continue telling her story âI⊠I donât remember much after that. I felt really warm, and then really cold. Then I woke up inside a hospital room. They told me I fell into a two year coma. When I came to I already had this hideous scarâ she says with a light sob before lightly lifting her shirt, showing Edward the mark of the knifeâs entry. âThatâs why you froze when he showed the knife. Thatâs why youâre only a junior and not graduated yet⊠Thatâs why youâre so aggressive. Youâre simply trying to defend yourself.â âIâm weak. I learnt martial arts because of that, to protect myself against things like that, but I still couldnât do a damn thing, and now Iâm crying like this in front of you. Iâm pitifulâ Edward took Kellyâs hand and directed it to his back, letting her feel a long, large scar along his back âThat was given to me by an uncle. I had some family troubles and me and my sister were forced to live with our uncle and aunt. They wanted to treat us like property of theirs, like slaves, but I didnât take shit and I protected my sister. That is only one of the marks of their abuse. I was lucky to come live with Caddieâs family, their family has known theirs forever, but my dad didnât manage to file the custody papers for Cecilia in time. Sheâs still with them. I also used to feel weak. But wallowing in self-pity is never going to take you anywhere. If you faltered you work hard, you strengthen yourself so that you can perform better later. For now I canât do a thing for my sister, but soon I will. Until then I can still think about her, but I canât let that interfere with my life right now. If I canât deal with my life right now, how can I be able to help me younger sister deal with hers when she comes here?â
Kelly leaned softly into Edwardâs chest, hugging him from both comfort and empathy for the feeling of powerlessness, because she understood how he feels. Edward softly slips his hand into her shirt, feeling her scar âThis here isnât Hideous. Itâs a part of your past, and your past is the thing that made you into who you are today. A beautiful and smart woman, a great friend of Caddieâs and the second best juvenile Tae Kwon Do practitioner of the state.â âDo you really mean that? Am I beautiful, even with this⊠thing?â Kelly asks honestly while holding his hand over her scar. âYou are beautiful because you are you, and you are you because of your past. This scar is a part of your past, and it is a part of you. It is beautiful because it is part of youâ Edward says with a smile before being surprised by a kiss from her. She pushes him backwards over the rim of the bathtub, falling with him into it. Edward lightly pushes her away âKelly, youâre shaken. You donât want to do this, not with me.â âI DO want to do this, and I want to do it with you. You made me feel beautiful with your words, now make me feel beautiful with your actions. Please!â The urgency in her voice and the look in her eyes were so intense that Edward had no other way to respond than in kind. He started kissing her softly, getting both his body and hers out of the tub, making their way to the living room couch before falling backwards onto it with her, their lips still locked in a loving kiss, their arms wrapped around each other in a sweet embrace as they changed positions so that Edward was on top. Kelly lifted her own shirt over her head, revealing a white lacy bra underneath. Edward starts slowly kissing his way down her neck as she opens strips of her own shorts, then kissing down the canyon between her bra-covered breasts, down her bellybutton and then stopping on her scar, kissing it softly. Kelly removes her own bra as Edward takes off his torn shirt, revealing his toned body to her with a gasp of both surprise and sympathy. She saw the many marks and scars over his chest, and with her hand felt the ones on his back. She mimicked him, kissing his various scars along his front, her hands caressing his back as he stripped himself of his own pants and boxers. Edward lowers his mouth to one of her breasts, nipping at the fleshy mound before inhaling the hardened nipple, softly sucking on it as his hand found itâs way into her panties, softly caressing her moist folds and her now erect nub, causing her to arch her back as she released a soft gasp, her juices flowing freely . He then took his hand out of her panties, tugging them down her longs before positioning his hard member to her entrance. As he pressed his cockhead against the tight opening of her cunt she quickly mumbled out âTake it easy, itâs my first time.â Edward could not believe her words âYouâre a virgin?â Kelly nods softly âI never found anyone who made me feel pretty enough to let them have sex with meâ She says meekly. Edward smiles at her, kissing her before saying âThank youâ as he pushed forward, his head entering her tight, previously unused opening. His cockhead slips in as she bucks herself against him in a hurry, letting out a pained groin as her cherry gets popped. âAre you okay?â âIâm fine, it just hurts a bit, take it slowâ Edward pushed his length to the base, just letting it stay still as she accommodated his size before slowly pulling back and then driving in, her slight grunts of pain turning into moans of pleasure as her hole gets slicker and slicker. Soon Edward was driving full speed into Kelly, their joint efforts eliciting sounds of pleasure from both. Kelly felt herself nearing an orgasm, and it was a big one. Edward also felt himself close, debating on whether or not he should pull out. His dilemma was answered for him when Kelly wrapped her legs around his waist as she let out a long, loud moan, her pink walls of flesh contracting around Edward, causing him to explode inside of her, painting her innermost place in white.
Kelly sank further into the couch, Edward just marveling at her beautiful post-orgasmic face âSo, how was your first time?â âIt was great. I had a great partner.â âThanks for the complement girl but that was all you.â Kelly slowly pushed Edward off, plugging her hole with her own panties as she made her way to the bathroom to clean herself. Edward did the same, washing Kellyâs juices off of his prick before putting his clothes back on and checking on his phone. 6 missed calls from Caddie and 2 from Lisa. âDamn.â âWhatâs wrong?â Kelly asked as she got dressed âIâm late. Got some missed calls from homeâ âOh Iâm sorry thatâs my faultâ âDonât be, I had a great timeâ âI could still drive you homeâ Edward shrugged âThat wouldnât hurt.â Kelly went down the street, taking a right then going ahead for two blocks before taking another right. Soon she was in front of the Anthony household. As Edward opened the door, Kelly called out âHey Edâ As Edward turned around he finds himself suddenly being kissed by Kelly before she shoved him out of the car, the last words he hears from her being âDonât think this changes things between usâ.
Edward shakes his head with a chuckle, making his way to the door to have it opened for him, Caddie being directly in front of him âWhy are you so late? Cameron texted me, she said Kelly was waiting for you, then she left, and when she returned Kelly was no longer there! She tried texting her but none of the texts got answered! Donât tell me you went ahead and fought each other!?â âDo I look like I have any missing teeth?â Edward asks with a smirk as Caddie sighs âThen why did Kelly come drop you off?â âWe had a talk about her aggressiveness and we solved things between us. Weâre on good terms now. So, how did the meet go?â âIt was boring as all hell. Itâs the fifth time we were petitioned for a change on our uniforms. We told them the same thing, aside from the fact that our current uniforms are great, theyâre school-issued and their change would require a signed petition from all members of the club to be presented to the student council. And the people petitioning it at the same, week after week. The same three girls in a club of 20. Nobody else ever signs the damn thing and they never give up!â âSounds like you had a tough timeâ Edward says while walking past the doorway and spotting Lucas doing homework on the living room âOh in the name of the almighty itâs a miracle! Luke is doing his homework!â Edward says as Lucas ignores that, his attention actually on his paper. Edward goes upstairs to his room, getting his towel before stepping into the bathroom for a shower. He removed the gauze before washing off the sweat and blood. He walks out of the bathroom with only a towel around his waist, once again bumping into Lisa. Jesus, it feels as if she watches him to know when heâs about to shower! â Wait⊠Is she looking at my⊠Nah, must be my imaginationâ Edward thought before stepping aside and walking to his room with a mumbled âExcuse meâ.
He towels himself dry and dresses up in a pair of boxer shorts and a white tank top, once again wrapping his wounded arm in gauze before doing his homework. Afterwards he surfs the internet for a while, going on Facebook and updating his status to âTry to fuck with me and Iâll fuck you up, and maybe even fuck you.â Then, after a tiring day he falls back onto his bed a 6 PM and falls asleep.