A/N- this is the last time i'm posting a chapter without five reviews. honestly people, imagine how annoying it is for me to have over thirty people reading the chapter and only getting one or two reviews. Thats like one review every fifteen people. Not. Cool. If you really want to know what happens, then review. If not, then don't. I do not plan on posting until I get more satisfying responses. I'm only on fanfic to improve. Now here's Anger


EPOV

"Oh I just feel so guilty though, Charlie," Alice pleaded with Charlie from where we stood on the doorstep. After the long dinner I'd been forced to sit through I was eager to get home. Alice, on the other hand, was in absolutely no hurry. The fiery sting that had landed deep in the pit of my stomach after Bella's harsh words to me was yet to leave. It sat in the pit of my stomach, occasionally trickling up towards my chest and back down, just to make sure I hadn't forgotten it. I knew what it was telling me. The minute my guard was down it would engulf me. It would take my weak, defenseless body and throw into the awful pit of regret and leave me there to suffer for the rest of the night. It would laugh, amused. It always found my pain comical.

"Oh, why don't you just come over for dinner tomorrow, Charlie?" I froze at Alice's words, my eyes growing wider in betrayed shock. I turned my head to catch Alice's eyes, Jasper bit his lip and shrugged. Keeping her eyes firmly attached to Charlie's, Alice tried again when he shrugged, unsure himself what was going on. "Carlisle and Esme are dying to meet the man that's so kindly been inviting us to dinner, and they're always so busy when you invite us. But they're free tomorrow, and it'd mean the world to them if you were to come over."

Charlie let out a deep sigh and glanced over his shoulder as if he was seeking Bella's help. I knew he wasn't going to get any from her. The minute dinner ended Bella had gathered the dishes hurriedly and practically ran into the kitchen. If I hadn't known any better I could have sworn I saw a single watery crystal fall from her eye as she had vanished. She had been heard stomping up the stairs mere seconds later, her breathing shaky and audible.

"Well," He sighed in defeat as he tossed his head back around to face us. I felt my chest tightened up as the sting trickled its warm back up towards my stony heart. "If it really means that much to Carlisle . . . and Esme." Carlisle was a respected figure in the small town of Forks. He was perhaps the best doctor I'd ever met. I'd always believed he was wasting his time working in such a pitiful, trivial town. But I bit my tongue every time he walked past and admired my father for the truly honest man he is.

"Oh, thanks Charlie!" Alice squealed, leaping forward to hug Charlie momentarily. She pulled back and beamed at him. I could almost hear his shudder. We both knew that now that Alice was started, she was going to go full out, even if it was just for a one night dinner. "Tomorrow, you and Bella must be there by . . . let's go with five thirty like you guys do. Dress casual!"

My face hardened as the plans were finalized and Charlie bided us good-night and closed the door. It was as if Alice was acting that she, of all people, was oblivious to the most obvious things occurring around her. I kept my glare straight ahead of me as I lead the way down the short walk to where the Volvo sat parked on the curb. I felt as if, right when I thought everything had the slightest chance of picking up, it came spiraling down at me. I glowered at Alice over the top of the car from the drivers side as she approached the passengers side, me swift pace having put her a ways behind me. She looked back at me with wide innocent and confused eyes. Like she didn't know what she had done.

I dropped to the door, pulling it open and plopping into the seat. Not waiting for the others to get in the car, I jammed the key into the ignition and turned it to life. Revving the engine, I looked back as the two hurriedly scooted into their seats. I shifted into drive as Jasper pulled the door closed, anxious to get home. The sting was growing stronger, more pronounced, and I could tell that it would swallow me whole if I didn't get home soon. My guard was definitely failing. I didn't want to relive anymore, I'd had plenty my fill! Every night since the ball I'd had the same reoccurring dream. The one when I'd first saved that unfortunate girl. I could tell by the way this agony was strapping itself to my chest that the next one would be worse then even that one.

"What got into you?" Alice huffed, crossing her arms to echo my stubbornness. I felt my irritation getting the better of me as it boiled my insides. I scowled at Alice from the review mirror. She turned her head and pretended she hadn't seen.

"What the hell got into you?!" I snapped back, the anger growing from my boiling gut. I glanced at Jasper hoping, for once, he'd support me when I was against Alice. He, too, crossed his arms and looked out the window. Though, unlike Alice, he slouched a little, tucking his chin into his collar bone, looking as if he'd rather be anywhere else. My small thread of hope evaporated. "Did you not see with your own two eyes that Bella's slowly converting my life back into the small hell hole that it's been for over a month previous to my arrival home? You're doing nothing to help me with this Alice! Nothing what so fucking ever!"

I saw her shoulders slouch, her determined expression dropping slightly in hurt. Slowly, she pulled her knees up to her chest, placing her forehead in between both knees. Her movements reminded me of a turtle when they closed up.

"I was just trying to be friendly," she whispered, hurt. I was beyond being sympathetic to Alice over this. She was always the one including him to go to dinners at Charlie's, the one who had arranged the whole ball that had found me the sanctuary of Bella's eyes. I only realized now how badly I truly needed that. Alice was also the one who, in the least helpful way possible, had placed the polished, framed picture of me and Mia on my night stand this morning.

With this in mind as I pulled down the long driveway I sped up to reach the garage immediately. Alice leaned forward in her seat as I pulled the keys from the ignition, a look that screamed 'hear me out' pasted to her face. I threw the door aside and popped out, striding towards the house without sparing her so much as a glance.

It was my pain, it was coming anyway. Why not at least get some benefit from it?