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CHAPTER 7

"What is going on here Edward?" Emmett screamed at his brother.

I was trying to get up. Edward was trying to get up. Emmett was screaming. The dogs were barking. This house sounded like an asylum.

"Stop!" Emmett shouted finally. Every noise and movement ceased. He came over to where I was and helped me up.

"You, continue on your journey." Emmett told me.

"You, come with me." He told Edward.

"And you two, out to the backyard." He ordered the dogs, which surprisingly followed his command.

I ran up the stair and closed my door just as Emmett and Edward started to argue. I can't believe that just happened to me. I was mortified. I opened my closet and pulled out the first oversized shirt I saw. Carefully putting in on, I made sure it covered me completely.

I sat in my room for a few minutes. I really didn't want to go back down but at the same time I wanted to put on the aloe vera. I waited for a few more minutes to pass before I decided to go down. Surely they had to have gone their own separate way by now.

Peeking my head out the door, I carefully listened for any noise. I couldn't hear anything so I ventured out to the kitchen.

I was wrong. Of course I was wrong. Sitting on opposite sides from each other were Emmett and Edward. Edward had his head in his hands and Em was having a bowl of cereal.

"Hey Bella, glad you made it down so you can explain to me what it was my brother was doing to you." Em said.

"For the last time Emmett, I didn't do anything. Tell him Swan." Edward turned to look at me. For a brief second I saw something else in his eyes that was not anger. That quickly faded and he glared towards me.

"Tell him."

"It was an accident. We … We bumped into each other." I told Em.

"Are you sure Squirt? Don't be afraid of my brother he can't do anything to you. I'm here for you." Em told me.

"God Emmett why won't you believe me? I'm your brother after all. If there's anyone you should believe is me." Edward spoke in an angry tone. He turned to me, gave me one last glare and walked out of the kitchen.

"You know, I have no idea what bug bit him. He really is a great guy, just takes time for that guy to come out." Em defended his brother. Not that I don't believe that Edward is a great guy, just not towards people he hates.

"I'm sure." I mumbled

Emmett looked at me like he had heard what I said. I really hope he didn't. He is the last person I would want to explain the Edward-Bella relationship. To avoid any questions I walked over to the refrigerator and took the aloe vera out. This time I took my time going up the stairs.

Getting to my room I locked the door and went into the bathroom to apply the gel.


I must have fallen asleep for a long time for when I woke it was already night out.

Jumping in the shower I rinsed all the aloe vera off. My body was asking for food. I knew I needed to get some food in my system lest I wanted to pass out. Quickly getting dress with a pair of loose gray sweat pants and a black tank top I made my way downstairs.

I was glad to see that there was no one in the kitchen when I got there. I was hungry and wanted something quick. Looking through the cabinets I found some pasta that would just have to do.

While the water was boiling, I started to prepare the dressing.

Once the water was ready to cook the pasta I set the spaghetti in the water and went around the kitchen gathering all the utensils to have my meal.

"So what you cooking?" a voice said behind me. I was spooked and dropped the plate I currently had in my hands. Turning around I saw that Edward was much closer than what I would like him to be.

"Spaghetti." I answered him and went on my way collecting the bigger pieces from the shattered plate.

"Cool." He told me and hopped on the counter. He didn't bother helping me pick up the broken plate; then again I really didn't expect him to.

After having picked up and thrown away the broken plates I returned to the kitchen. To my surprise Edward had taken the time to finish the pasta and placed it on two separate plates. Needless to say I was left speechless.

"Thanks" I told him.

"Well you cooked dinner and all." He replied with a smile on his face.

I took a plate from his hands and proceeded to sit on the counter stool. I was hopeful that tonight was going to be a good night. Perhaps Edward who sit and have dinner with me and we could overcome whatever it was that made him hate me. I knew that there was no way that we were going to be friends, but it would be nice to not have him as an enemy.

He didn't come have dinner with me. We simply just didn't see each other the rest of the night at all.