Later that day, after we had patched up the wall and Carlisle had returned from work, Jasper's voice pierced my self-induced fog of thinking and brooding. Edward- Carlisle and I are going to sit down with Bella and talk, sorta like therapy. Wanna listen in?

As much as I didn't think Bella would like me to eavesdrop, I couldn't stop from being tempted. Maybe I would learn some of what she was thinking. I wandered down the hall after I knew the three of them were in Carlisle's study. I stepped into Alice's bedroom and went to her closet which shared the only wall of Carlisle's study that wasn't soundproofed. I stopped my breathing and steadied myself. I didn't want to fidget and give myself away. From within I could hear Carlisle thank Bella for letting him sit with her like this, and hopefully provide him some insight into her behavior lately.

"So, what happened earlier today Bella? Esme tells me the front windows and wall had to be replaced?"

"Desdemona..." she paused, editing, "...went flying through them." I wondered at her editing, did she really think Carlisle, her father figure, was going to punish her?

Carlisle waited for a moment, letting her figuratively squirm under his gaze. "And what caused Desdemona to fly through the windows?"

Bella's voice was full of nonchalance when she replied, "I tossed her."

"I see," was Carlisle's only reply. There was a silence that lasted a good five minutes during which I remembered a time when I received that silent reprimand. I don't think I lasted five minutes before I confessed to whichever prank I had pulled on Emmett or Rosalie that had caused Esme to be frustrated with me. It was a strange tactic but Carlisle had gotten it down to a perfect science. This is going nowhere, I thought to myself. She's not going to crack. Two more minutes passed before Bella finally broke the silence.

"She felt longing and happiness that Edward was home. I didn't like it so I tossed her through the windows." She stopped, and I assume Jasper or Carlisle raised an eyebrow, there was more to it than that and they knew it. "And then I," she paused this time, looking for the right words, "...I inflicted enough pain on her to make her need to hunt."

"I know you're an empath, but do you know what made you angry for her feeling the way she did?" Carlisle said quietly, asking patiently. I recognized why she felt angry, I know both he and Jasper knew too.

She must have shrugged because Jasper spoke quietly. "Don't play coy, Bella. This emotion should be easy to pick up," and with that I felt the wisps of his gift gently float towards me, I assume Bella was in the same direction as me.

She was frustrated and her the tone of her voice colored her words, "Jealousy. Okay? I recognize it. I was jealous. Happy?" she bit back at Jasper.

"Why were, or rather, why are you jealous?" Carlisle asked.

I guess she was done with the waiting game, she must have decided they weren't going to give up until she confessed. "I'm not the youngest anymore, I guess. I miss the attention. Everything's been 'all-about-Mona' lately and I lashed out at her."

"There's more to it, dear." Jasper must have been getting impatient at her skirting around the real issue. It was rare that he lost his patience with anyone, but I wonder if Bella's emotions were influencing him and she was the real one losing patience.

"Fine." She snapped. "I give, okay, stop trying to pry me open with your gift, it's grating on my nerves." She probably gave a very mean glare at Jasper at that point and I felt the wisps of his gift retreating. "I was jealous of Edward's attention to Desdemona. I miss when his attention was on me."

There was silence again, as Carlisle and Jasper thought through that bit of information. She missed me? That made me feel a little hope. "But he tried to talk to you just yesterday," Jasper nudged.

"I... but," she stumbled over her words a moment before lapsing back into silence.

"And the day before," Jasper mentioned.

I heard her as she harrumphed at being reminded. "It's his... it's his emotions! They drive me crazy! Sorrow and guilt and anger and caution, I just want to shake him or something, to get those damn emotions to go away. The caution especially! Arrh. Everyone has that damn cautious feeling, it's suffocating!" There was a slight pause before she asked, "Can we go hunt now? I need to get out of this house."

Carlisle must have nodded because I heard the door open a split second later and two sets of vampire feet run out the house. Jasper must be sticking to his word and staying by her. I stood still as a statue for a while, before I finally turned as the door of the closet opened and Alice stepped in, "You can come out of my closet now, Edward."

"Oh, yeah. Sorry," I mumbled as I walked to my lounge. My emotions. It's my emotions that's pushing her to attack me. Somehow I had not even thought of that. She's an empath, sure, but I didn't realize that how I was feeling could effect her so much. Of course, it made sense, but I just didn't put it together until now. I felt stupid all of a sudden when I came to this realization. Now, to try and focus on alleviating those emotions from myself before I tried to talk to her again. The anger I think I could fix easily. The guilt and sorrow? Much more difficult to eliminate. I don't know if I can get past the biggest stumbling block for both of us though. The caution. Since she came back to me, I've always been cautious because I'm scared she'll run away again. Or since Desdemona was brought into our lives, I've been cautious of the pain she can inflict. Though, it is only temporary. Perhaps if I think of it like that. I mean, just a simple hunting trip can fix the weakness and burning in my throat. It's painful, but temporary. I can handle it. I can try at least. I wanted my Bella back.