WHAT IT DO, READERS? KRAZYCULLEN13, along with my handy brother Calvin127, for my first of many Twilight fanfiction stories. If you don't like it, or it just don't match ya style, don't read it. If you flame me, I will find you, give you a paper cut, and let Jasper after you! Nah, nah, I'm just playin'... OR AM I? Seriously, just enjoy the fic. Seriously. I almost forgot. If you don't like Edward bashing, or are the faint of heart, click the back button at the top right corner of your browser NOW. If not, by all means, proceed.

Calvin127: I'm just scribing here. Don't bash me if you don't like it. She comes up with all the ideas.

KrazyCullen13: Thanks for ratting me out. Anyways, hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: Neither I, KrazyCullen13, nor my brother, Calvin127, own anything other than this story.

Chapter 1: The Twister Beatdown

(Bella's POV)

We were all intertwined, playing Twister. Girls vs. Boys. I looked up, and saw a leg cross my head. I look around me, as we were jumbled up, in a big-ass ball. I shook. Rosalie's foot kicked me in the ass.

"Stop fidgeting, dammit." I hissed at Rosalie.

"Sorry." Rosalie replied. "Emmett was kissing me. I can't help it."

Right next to me, Emmett shook in laughter.

"You fucking cheater. No bribes! No fucking bribes! Rosalie, stay strong, damn you!" I growled at them.

"Sorry." Was all Emmett said.

"You're right." Rosalie replied.

"We can do this." I said.

"I can hang here all day!" Alice chimed in from behind me. I looked under me, and saw that she was under Jasper, in a very sexual position.

"Good God, you people are like a box of hamsters, all over each other." I sighed.

"What you know about hamsters?" Jasper said in a deep voice.

"Now, now," Esme said. "No talking dirty in this family."

"Sorry." Everyone but me said. I was left out, and said, "My bad." I a sarcastic voice.

We were tied, none of us broke. I was not gonna stand here forever. One of them had to break. And I didn't mean us girls. We were gonna win, whether they like it or not.

"Right foot green, left arm blue." Carlisle chimed. It was Edward's go. He just rolled his eyes, and made his move. Strangely, I felt something hovering over me. I moved my head slightly to see what was going on above me. I saw Edward's face inches from mine.

"Hello, love." He said with a smirk.

"Hi." I said plainly. His scent washed over my face like rain, or a warm shower; it was refreshing. I tipped slightly, losing my balance, but manged to save myself just in time. The whole ball rocked.

"Everybody okay?" Esme asked.

"Who was that? Who is trying to kill us?" Emmett yelled. Edward just rolled his eyes, and focused on me. For what felt like forever, we were locked in a stare-down, neither of us blinking, or breathing, for that matter. Esme went, Carlisle went, Emmett, Rosalie, then Jasper. Edward and I continued our intense staring war. Alice's turn.

"Right elbow orange, head yellow."

"This is not good for my hair." Alice complained.

"Stop bitching and do it already." I snapped at her. It was Edward's turn now.

"Left leg blue." Jasper said. Edward swung his leg over my head, but missed, instead stepping on my fingers.

"Ow, shit!" I exclaimed, drawing my hand back, causing me to lose balance yet again. Once again, I was able to recover.

"Sorry." Edward whispered.

"Damn right, 'sorry'. That hurt." I scolded him.

"Sorry." He repeated. "I really am. I didn't mean to hurt you."

"Dude, stop apologizing. You've been apologizing 24/7. I have brothers, remember? There are 5 of them. We roughhouse all the time. It's no biggie."

"But I really am sorry." Edwards repeated again.

"Seriously, stop fucking apologizing, you're annoying the hell out of me." I growled.

"I'm sorry for annoying the hell out of you." Edward repeated yet again. From the smirk on his face, I knew he was gonna agitate me on purpose. Well, that wasn't gonna happen. His face moved closer, and closer, and closer... he sadly had me thinking he was going to kiss me. Instead, he whispered in my ear the following words: "I'm sorry."

"Apologize one more motherfucking time, and Imma get outta this ball, and I will find a way to hurt you!" I yelled.

"I'm sorry!" He repeated. I glared in with such ferocity, that if looks could kill, his face would spontaneously combust, and fall to the floor in a pile of ashes. But I wouldn't wish such a thing on anyone, especially him, my fallen angel. But he was pissing me off! "You're serious, aren't you?" He said sarcastically with a crooked smile.

"Edward, I'm not talking to you anymore!" I screeched at him. Everyone laughed.

"I'm sorry!" He repeated for the umpteenth time. That did it. The ball broke.

"That's it! I'm not playing with your ass anymore!" I screeched, getting up and chasing him around the room.

He moved to one corner, repeating his accursed apology, then moved to another corner, repeating it again. I followed him, throwing anything I could get my hands on, from pillows, to glass bottles, to pictures. He neatly dodged all of them, saying "I'm sorry" for each one he dodged. Finally, I caught him, thanks to Emmett's distraction of 'Hey, the guys won!' I didn't give a damn about that right now, I wanted Edward, and not in that way. I dragged him into the kitchen by his ear, provoking him to repeat "I'm sorry"over and over.

"Ouch, that hurts." He whined as I dragged him into the kitchen, and slammed the door, where a silence followed.

(Carlisle's POV)

It was too silent. We all stood around the room, looking at each other. I swear I could hear the rats fucking outside.

"I'm scared." Esme whispered, coming close to me.

The silence was broken by a loud BANG! Followed by the sound of broken glass, and a snapping sound, followed by a cry of pain, and a loud 'I'm sorry!'. Bella opened the door, holding what looked like the handle to my broom. She had a devilish smirk on her face that would make the devil shit himself.

"B-B-Bella? W-What happened?" I asked cautiously, with sad uncertainty that my son was most likely dead.

"Oh, it's all good." Bella said with a coolness in her tone that wasn't like her.

"You...killed...my...brother!" Alice sobbed hysterically. We looked behind her, to see Edward belly crawling out of the kitchen with an anime-style lump on his head, and he was holding his side.

"Bet you won't say 'I'm sorry' now, will you?" Bella asked. Edward rolled over onto his back, and lay as still as a possum playing dead.

"No... I'm good." he mumbled, struggling to breathe. "I-I-I can't take too much more of this abuse. I'm calling the cops on you. What's next? Rape?"

"Maybe..." Bella said with a crooked smile on her face.

Edward turned pure white(if that's even possible, considering he's already pale), and murmured in a barely audible voice, "Oh, shit."

"Let me help you up." Bella said, extending a hand towards him. He accepted after a minute of cautiously looking it over. He got up, and the lump on his head had vanished.

(Bella's POV)

The rest of the day went by pretty much uneventfully, and sleepiness came over me. I found myself sitting on Edward's lap. I had fallen asleep during the third part of Toy Story III. The last thing I remember was Edwards whispering in my ear, 'I'm sorry. Good night, love.'

"Damn...you..." I mumbled back before I succumbed to sleep.

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