Sorry if this is kind of crappy writing. Just a random one-shot I came up with when my friend, Rayla, and I were talking about the Breaking Dawn Quote's Of The Day. She thinks that one quote should be anonymous and have a random saying that drives you crazy over wanting to know exactly who it was that said it and what context it REALLY is.

Her quote was "Bella, I love you, why don't you just let me?"

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or the characters and ideals associated with it. I don't even own the quote that started this... I do own the plot though. Yay me!

I was pacing by the phone, waiting for some word from Renee or Phil. The wedding is tomorrow, what would possess her to take the last available flight? I thought irritably as Edward just sat cooly in the kitchen chair as if nothing were wrong.

A soft, melodic voice emanated from my handsome vampire fiance, "Bella, calm down. Alice said they would get here with plenty of time to rest and for Renee to help you prepare." A literal growl, or my human equivolent, ripped from my throat and Edward slightly flinched. I was surrised I was acting this way... Damn wedding agitating my nerves.

I was turning for another walk around the tiny kitchen when I noticed there were two days worth of dishes sitting next to the sink. "Said he'd take care of this since I should only worry about the wedding but no, here sit the dishes," I mumbled under my breath as I started to prepare the soapy, warm water for a good dish-washing. "Fine, I wash them better anyways," I grumbled childishly as I dropped a pile of plates in the water, successfully splashing water down my front and all over the kitchen.

I stood for a few seconds just staring at the soapy mess on the floor and on my white shirt. A scream of pure frustration ripped from my mouth. Edward stared at me without saying a word and slowly raised an eyebrow, while a small smirk graced his lips.

"Don't you dare start, Edward Anthony Masen Cullen, not one word," I said while facing him, which only made him laugh.

"Isabella, you're so cute when you're frazzled, and may I mention polka-dots are very cute on you," Edward said while feigning a too-innocent-face. Then, I remembered the only polka-dot item I was wearing was my bra and I rolled my eyes; I couldn't blush because anger already made my cheeks scarlet.

"Wow, Edward, for being 107 years old, you can sometimes act like a 17 year old boy," I spat at him, only making him start to laugh. I was amazed with myself; I hadn't been this crass with him in a while. I bent over, dish towel in hand, to clean the soapy mess and when I was beginning to stand, I hit my head on the counter.

Edward stopped his laughter and was at my side in an instant. He leaned to kiss my forehead and sighed, "Bella, I love you, why don't you just let me..." I cut him off.

"No, Edward. I'm capable of doing the dishes, I've done it for years," I snapped as I picked up a plate, which Edward just grabbed from my hands.

"Bella, why don't you just relax and let me do this? The wedding is tomorrow, I'd hate for it to be post-poned because you cut your hand open in some crazy dish-washing incident," Edward soothed while trying to dazzle me. I reached a hand out to clasp onto the plate, though I knew I could never wrestle it from his grasp.

"Edward, what did I just say? Besides, that was one time and it wasn't fatal," I cried, though I could feel the attempt was futile. I reached another hand out and I actually was trying to wrestle the plate from Edward's hands... Well, I was wrestling; Edward just looked half astonished, half amused.

"Bella, love, I think you should just give up, this once," Edward said with a look of slight annoyance crossing his features. At that point, Edward began to look distracted by something so I yanked the plate once more and his fingers let it slip from his grasp. The plate fell to the floor and shattered on impact.

Edward and I stared at each other for a solid minute while I felt a deeper shade of crimson cross my face as I slowly said, "You know what, Edward? You might be right." With that, I took a seat at the table while Edward cleaned up the broken plate and washed the dishes... in only a minute.

"Stupid vampire," I mumble while smiling lightly.

I know Bella seems OOC, but think about it... it's the DAY before the wedding and Renee still isn't there yet and she feels like everything is going wrong and then Edward is just sitting, perfect as ever, with no problems but a crazy bride.