A/N: Hey guys!! Thanks soooo much for all of the add's and reviews from the last one!! Seriously, it was kind of intense, but in a good way!! You guys are the best! This one's kind of short, but I really wanted to do something for you guys for being so sweet! Hope you like it!! =]

Chapter 7

EPOV

I was terrified that going to see Bella last night would be a mistake. Like I said, I have no duty to her; she's just some chick that my sister happened to be friends with. But on the drive over, I realized that Bella might be the kind of person I wanted to be friends with. So for whatever reason, I was nervous that maybe I had fucked things up so considerably that she wouldn't want anything more to do with me. And that shit kind of freaked me out.

I pushed my nose into the top of Bella's head and took a deep breath. Her smell was so fucking incredible; almost better than staring into my brown eyes and it just wrapped all around me, making me feel completely calm for the first time in a very long time. She had said in my arms the entire night, and I can't say I wasn't fucking pleased. The thing is; Edward Cullen doesn't cuddle with chicks, let alone chicks he hasn't fucked. But for some reason, falling asleep with Bella in my arms was more gratifying than fucking Stanley every hour on the hour for the rest of my life.

What the hell is happening to me?

I looked at the clock on the night stand, and I realized that the Chief would be up soon. The asshole in me wanted him to see, just out of sheer curiosity to see what he'd do. But I knew that Bella would get in trouble, too, and I couldn't get my brown eyes grounded; I wouldn't be able to see them. I started rubbing Bella's back to see if she'd wake up enough so that I could say bye, but she just groaned a little and buried her face in my chest.

"Bella? Are you awake?"

She mumbled.

"B, I gotta go, okay? The chief's gonna wake up soon; we don't want to get caught."

"Let him see."

I had to laugh. She was obviously still asleep; she wouldn't be that bold if she were awake."

"Another time, Bella brownie. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"

"mmm."

I carefully extracted myself from her arms, and pulled the covers back up around her. She looked so fragile, laying there. I pushed the hair off her forehead, and she sighed.

"Edward…"

Holy fuck she said my name.

Then her little brow furrowed, and I could see her little hands moving across the space I'd just left. I panicked and tucked the pillow I had used under her arm, and she snuggled up with it like a little kid. It was kind of cute.

I slipped back out the window and down the tree and started the walk around the block to where I had stashed my car. I couldn't exactly park it in front of her house, could I? I checked my cell once I got in, and I had a bunch of missed calls from Jasper. I decided to head to his place; after all, I was supposed to be there.

It only took a few minutes, because he and Bella lived pretty close together, and once I pulled into his drive way, I realized that I had no idea what I was going to tell him. I couldn't just blurt it all out, right?

Holy shit, what the fuck am I doing?

Whatever. Jasper's my friend; practically my only friend up until a few hours ago. I should be able to tell him this. What the fuck's the big deal?

I found the front door open, so I let myself in and went straight up to his room. That fucking asshole was still asleep. I decided that if I had to get up early, he did too, so I made my way over to the side of his bed, and I had to stop dead in my tracks.

That shit head had a picture of my sister next to his bed.

Loser.

I'm going to enjoy this way too much.

"Hey, asshole! Alice is downstairs, and she needs clothes. She fucking naked down there, and I'd help her but she's my sister, so—"

That idiot shot out of bed so fast, I thought I might have gotten whiplash. His eyes scanned the room frantically, and he was panting.

"Alice? Downstairs? Naked? What the fuck Cullen? Why didn't you call first? Shit. I'm not prepared for this—"

He trailed off running his hands through his crazy bed head. My sides hurt from laughing so hard. I think I might have even started to cry.

"You asshole. Your sister's down there naked, and you're laughing? What kind of brother are you?"

"The kind that doesn't let his twin run around naked on a Sunday morning; even if it is for his best friend."

Something seemed to click in his head, and I knew that the joke was over. He sighed, and his posture slumped. "You're such a dick, Cullen. Such a fucking dick."

"Whatever, Whitlock. You're over it."

He flopped back down onto the bed, rubbing his eyes with the heel of his hand.

"So what's up dipshit? Where were you last night?"

I hesitated slightly. He noticed. "Where the hell were you?"

"I was with…a chick."

"A chick?"

"A chick."

"What chick?"

"What do you mean 'what chick'? Why does it matter?"

"Because the Edward Cullen that I know doesn't spend the night with a chick. So either it's someone or I'm in a really good version of Invasion of the Body Snatchers."

"I was with Bella."

"Bella. The new girl? You fucked the new girl? Shit. What about fucknewton?"

"I didn't fuck her, we just…um, we just kind of fell asleep…and I happened to be holding her."

He quirked an eyebrow at me and I sighed. I was going to have to tell him obviously.

"I said some pretty fucked up shit to her when she was leaving my house yesterday, so I went to apologize. She accepted, and I ended up in bed with her. But we didn't fuck."

I heard him snicker at me.

"What?"

"Nothing. It's just that this girl must be some kind of wonderful to get the almighty Edward Cullen so wrapped around her little finger."

"What are you talking about?"

"Dude, seriously?"

I nodded.

"You've got it bad for Bella."

Wait, What? There's no way in hell I have those feelings for my brown eyes. I don't feel that way for anybody. I'm Edward fucking Cullen.

"No. no. There's no way. I was just comforting her; I'd do the same for Alice."

"Yeah, but you wouldn't crawl into bed with Alice and cuddle, would you?"

I grimaced in disgust.

"Exactly. You've got it hard for Little Bella….you know, it all makes sense now; why you've been avoiding her, why you've been so fucking moody…"

"I haven't been moody. I'm just…it's just…there's a lot of fucking shit happening. This week; it's just been a lot."

He nodded in understanding. "Edward, she would want this for you. She would want you to have someone to love."

Love.

Love.

No. No. There's no way that I could ever feel that. Especially for Bella. She, like Jen, Alice and my mother, were way to good for me. I didn't deserve any of them, but for some reason they kept me around. They'd all jump ship eventually, I know that. I don't deserve anyone feeling that way about me.

It was then that I felt Jasper staring at me, and I got embarrassed for even thinking those things in the presence of another person.

"Listen, I Do Not Have Feelings For Bella. She is a friends, and that's it."

"Yeah, whatever man."

We sat there in silence for a minute, and then I realized something.

"I've never been friends with a girl before."

"No shit, Sherlock."

"Why the fuck did I tell her we could be friends?"

"Like I said, you've got it bad for her. Now, this guy I knew once gave me some advice, and now I'm going to give it to you: Grow a pair and tell her."

I looked at Jasper, totally and completely in shock.

"It's not the same."

"It's completely the same."

"I don't feel that way about Bella."

"Keep telling yourself that."

Now I was just pissed. I had to go. He wasn't helping me sort this shit out.

"Whatever. I'm leaving. Thanks for covering for me."

He pulled the covers back up, and turned away from the door, "That's what I do. Later, Cullen."

I didn't respond; I just got in my car and drove back home. There's absolutely no way I can feel…love for Bella. Honestly, I'm not entirely sure I even like her; it's more of a placid indifference.

Except for when she looks at me, or when I see her touching Fucknewton, or when she holds me, or when she moans my name…

Fuck.

I'm falling for my brown eyes.

BPOV

I woke up the next morning hugging a pillow.

Boo.

I was hoping for the real thing.

Part of me knew Edward wouldn't stay; but surprisingly, I was far more let down than I thought I would be. I got up and went through my morning routine, the entire time thinking of Edward. The things he said last night still resonated in my mind, and I couldn't get over how sweet he'd been. Could he really be turning over a new leaf?

No, probably not.

Monday, he'd probably be back to normal, and Bella brownie would be a thing of the past. I made breakfast for myself, and read a little for English. It passed the time, and it kept me from dreading tomorrow too much. I kind of wanted to stay in the weekend forever because that way I could have Edward—my Edward—with me that much longer. I knew I shouldn't be thinking these things for him; I mean, if I'd learned anything during my short time in Forks, it was that Edward Cullen isn't attached to anyone. But he had been friends with Jasper forever; and if all those girls wanted to be with him, he couldn't be that bad, right?

Oh My God.

All those girls who wanted to be with him…he could probably charm the panties off of a nun. Could that be it? Was Edward just being nice to me to get in my pants? But if that was true, why hadn't he tried anything last night? My mind started piecing together what little I did know of Edward, most of which I'd learned through Alice—

Alice.

She was the one girl he definitely wouldn't—couldn't—sleep with. Maybe that's what I was to him; just another sister. For some reason, the thought of Edward not wanting to get in my pants hurt more. I knew then that I was falling fast and hard for Edward Cullen; the one boy I shouldn't, the one boy who would definitely break my heart. But for whatever reason, I just didn't care. Edward could break me hundreds of thousands of times, and I would still keep coming back.

I'm his.

Charlie and I ate pizza together for dinner, and I told him all about my date with Mike and the sleepover with Alice, but I left out all of the parts with Edward. I didn't think he'd really appreciate those bits so much. We did the dishes together, and then I went upstairs to get ready for bed. I checked my phone right before I turned out the light, and I saw that I had a new text.

Mike.

Oh. I totally forgot about him.

Hey, beautiful!

You. Me. Dinner. Tuesday.

I won't take no for an answer.

;-)

Ugh, I can't believe he did the winking smiley face.

I clicked 'reply' and I sat there for awhile, thinking about what I could say. There's no reason why I couldn't go out with Mike Tuesday; I mean, yeah, I had feelings for Edward, but honestly, I don't think he feels the same way. Besides, I did say I'd see him again, right?

Sounds good.

See you tomorrow!

I kinda can't believe I just did that. But then again, why was I feeling disloyal to someone who might not even remember anything we said this weekend?

I could hardly sleep that night, I was so freaking nervous.

I dashed in and out of the shower, threw on some clothes and was out the door before I even heard a peep out of Charlie. The anticipation was killing me; I just had to see him. My truck made it to school, and I threw it in park, hopping out as quickly as I could. I scanned the parking lot quickly.

But he wasn't there.

"Hey, Bella!"

I turned around glumly, "Hey, Alice."

Her tiny feature scrunched up into a frown, "What's wrong? Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, yeah. Everything's fine, I was just looking for—"

"Hey, Bella brownie, what's up?"

The sound of his voice made my heart skip a beat, and I felt completely elated. I turned back, and sure enough Edward was standing maybe a foot away from me, that perfect crooked smile on his lips.

I managed a casual, "Hi, Edward."

"Bella brownie?"

We both turned to look at her, and I tried to grasp at words to cover the embarrassment. Alice leaned into me, peering closely, and then she laughed.

"You're right, Twin. They do look like brownies!"

She started to laugh harder, and Edward Just rolled his eyes at her. Then he leaned down so that his mouth was right beside my ear.

"Sorry, B, It slipped."

I gave him a little "all is forgiven" smile, which he returned, but then I watched his face pull down into a scowl. Asshole Edward was back.

With a vengeance.

Who the hell had a death wish at eight in the morning?

"Bells, I'll pick you up at six on Tuesday. School night, yah know?"

I nodded in Mike's direction and attempted to smile. I think it might have looked like I was in pain. Mike smiled back, and headed into school.

"Twin!" Alice yelled, "Wipe that dumb ass look off your face. Bella can date Newton if she wants to. You have nothing to say about it."

He grimaced in her direction, then sighed looking down at me.

"C'mon, Bella let's get to class."

I waved a quick good bye to Alice, and Edward and I walked stiffly side-by-side into school. I chanced a glance up at him, and he had a less menacing version of his scowl on his face.

"Edward, what's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"C'mon. We're friends, right? You can tell me."

He sighed and closed his eyes, leaning up against the bank of lockers in front of our bio room.

"I hate fucknewton."

"I think the feeling's mutual."

"I know it is."

"Okay…"

"So I don't like you hanging out with him."

"Edward, we might be friends now, but you can't dictate who I can or cannot see. Drop it, okay?"

His bright green eyes flipped open, and I noticed instantly that they were ablaze with intensity, but before I could discover the source of all this emotion, he had closed them back up.

Oh, well.

"Okay. It's dropped. Let's get in there, okay?"

He smiled a little at me, and I have him one back before he held the door to the room open for me. The period went by really well. We laughed and talked all through the class, and Edward ignored Jessica Stanley.

It was freaking awesome.

The mood changed abruptly though, right before lunch. I was running late after English, and I was headed out to my locker. It was really, really quite, and I was the only one in the hall way. I just wanted to hurry up so that I could get around people. It was just that kind of creepy silence, you know?

"Hello, Bella."

The sound of Mike's voice behind me made me jump, but I recovered quickly.

"Geez, Mike! You scared me. Why aren't you at lunch?"

"You didn't come in yet, so I wanted to make sure you were okay."

I nodded, and then took a better look at Mike's face. His normally jovial blue eyes were dark with anger and his mouth was pulled into a tight line.

Uh-oh. This is not good.

"Mike, what's wrong?"

"I thought we had something, Bella."

"W-what?"

"Don't play dumb, Bella. I know you're fucking Cullen."

Oh my God. Mike was moving slowly toward me, and I started getting nervous. I wanted to scream at him; tell him that he had no right to feel like thins, but I couldn't find my voice. I was completely frozen. He pushed me back into the lockers, with his hands on either side of my face, his hips holding me into place.

"Yeah, everybody fucks Cullen. But he can't satisfy them. He pops your cherry then moves along. I'd do it better; I know I do it better." He thrust his hips into mine, and I winced as my ass pounded into the locker. "And now I'm gonna show you just how good I can do it."

Ohgodohgodohgodohgodohgod. Please…please…help.

I felt the tears start to leak out of my eye, as one of Mike's hands found its way up my shirt and started groping my breast, while the other pushed my face up, exposing my neck.

"I'm gonna fuck every thought you've ever had about him right out of that pretty little head of yours. The only person you're gonna be able to think of is me."

I let out a sob as I felt the hand that had been under my shirt slip down to the waist band of my pants.

"Please, Mike. Don't…Please…"

But instead of Mike's response, all I heard was:

"Get your fucking hands off of her. Now."

A/N: I know, I know, cliff hanger!! It was just a good place to stop, but I promise I'll have another chapter up tomorrow, so you won't have to wait too long!! Don't forget to review, guys!! =]