Sorry for the lack of update. Life decided to kick me in the ass as hard as it could. I read your reviews and it made me finish this chapter, because you guys are so amazing. I've reread this chap a million times, and I can't find the missing piece to make it amazing. Maybe I'll find it next chapter...So yeah, read on.


BellaPOV

It got really awkward after he stopped muttering to himself. I could tell he wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he closed it again. I would have found it amusing if I wasn't so on edge.

An unsettling feeling appeared in my stomach, and I didn't like it one bit. Edward was just staring at me. It made me want to look in the mirror to see if I looked okay. I think he knew that I was uncomfortable. He looks away from me and asks, "Are you going to eat anything?" His tone sounded a little frustrated. I guess I was being a little difficult with him, but my business is exactly that. Mine.

I shake my head no. Even if I wanted to eat something, I probably couldn't have. I felt like I was going to throw up, and my entire body hurt. If Edward wanted my blood right now, I probably would let him out of sheer exhaustion.

"Can you just take me home now?" I ask Edward softly. I felt a little ridiculous for coming in here and just ordering a drink, but I couldn't eat.

He nods and gets the waitress to come over. She looked extremely happy that he wanted her. When he asked for the check, I noticed her writing something on it by the cash register. I'd bet that it was her name and number. I glared at her when she walked back over here.

Edward looked at me and grinned. It was slightly crooked and looked gorgeous on him. He knew exactly why I was glaring. It made me blush.

When she handed it to Edward, he shoved the receipt in his pocket and said, "Let's go." It made me want to rub it in the waitress's face that he didn't even look at it.

I got up and followed him. A small smile appeared on my face as I asked, "Are you going to call her?"

The barest of smiles ghosts across his face. He shakes his head slowly and says, "No."

That got a little laugh from me. I can't believe I just turned into one of those people who make jokes during serious matters. It sobers me up and I get into his car quietly, although I did glare at him for opening the door for me.

He chooses to ignore the glare and he gets into the car on his side. While he pulls out of his parking spot, I pull out my phone and text Emmett.

And why aren't you picking me up?

I tap my phone against my hand and wait for the reply. After five minutes, I was irritated. Edward glances over at me curiously. I try to stop fidgeting, but it's so hard to do when you're impatient and uncomfortable.

Edward takes a hand off the steering wheel and he turns on the radio. A soft melody comes on and I couldn't help but scowl.

"Do you not like my classical music?" he asks in his velvety honey voice. I couldn't tell if he was offended or not.

"It's not that I don't like it." I bite my lip. "It just reminds me of my mother. She went through this huge 'let's learn how to play the piano' phase and made me learn this song. Let's just say that I'm not the most talented of the bunch. Like this one time-" I cut myself off, chuckle nervously, and beg myself to stop babbling. I clear my throat and say, "It's a nice song."

So Edward makes me nervous. Big deal.

Just kidding. It's a huge deal. I'm never nervous around vampires. Okay, maybe I am, but not like this. I'm more nervous because he's so attractive. I sigh and shake my head.

"You are a very amusing person," Edward tells me. I roll my eyes at him and sigh again. "So, are you going to tell me what happened to you?" I tense up immediately.

"Can you just give me some time to figure out what happened to me? I'll tell you once I figure it out myself." My phone vibrated in my hands and I quickly opened the message. I was a little disappointed that it was from Jake and not Emmett.

Are we still on for today?

I sigh. I'm not in the mood for doing anything other than going into my bedroom and sleeping for the rest of my life.

Raincheck. I type. Not feeling well. Just going to sleep it off.

After I hit send, I bit my lip. I kind of felt bad for cancelling on him, but I feel like shit. I'm not in the mood for doing anything that involves thinking.

"What are you thinking?" Edward suddenly asks me. A giggle escapes my throat and I quickly cover my mouth.

"Nothing," I say, clearing my throat.

Edward shakes his head, staring at the road. "You're thinking really hard about something. What is it?" He actually sounded interested.

I look away from him. "I'm thinking about how sore I feel." That was partly true.

"Where does it hurt? Do I need to take you to the hospital?" It looked like he was berating himself. "I'm so sorry. I never asked that to you earlier." We lock eyes again. He looked really concerned. It left me breathless.

I look away from him. "No, it's okay. I've been sore ever since I came here. I just haven't taken my meds," something that I just realized, "and…yeah. That's it." The car became really silent. I shifted around uncomfortably. There felt like there was this energy between us. It's hard to explain, but I just feel really connected to him. Weird, right?

My phone vibrates again. It was still from Jake.

Do you want me to bring you something? I don't mind just keeping you company. I know your dad is out with my dad on a fishing trip.

No, it's fine. I like being alone.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

Okay. Just call or text me when you're better. We can reschedule our date.

Okay.

I do like being alone, but I feel like a total bitch. Jake is so sweet, and I'm lying to him and cancelling.

"You're thinking hard again," Edward says.

"I'm a real bitch," I say to him.

Edward coughs in surprise. "That's what you're thinking? That you're a bitch?" Is it weird that I like hearing him cuss? He just seems so proper and mature that anything like that sounds hot coming from his mouth. Those lips…

I realize that Edward just asked me a question, and I quickly stop fantasizing. "Um, yeah." I start to fidget again, looking at my hands in my lap.

"Why?"

His constant questioning was getting a little annoying, but I'd probably be a nosy fucker too, if I was in his position.

I didn't want to tell him about my date with Jacob. My stomach clenched at the thought of telling Edward that. I just can't do it. I sigh in defeat. "I have a headache, I don't feel good, and all I want to do is sleep. Would you, for just a few minutes, let me think by myself for a bit?"

Edward didn't ask anymore questions. He barely talked at all, actually. I felt really bad for snapping at him, but I didn't know what to say. Every time I was about to apologize, I swear I saw Edward shake his head a little bit, like he didn't want me to talk. I really am a bitch.

Halfway home, Emmett finally replies to me.

Eddie wanted to see you!

My breath caught in my throat and I started to choke. Edward's hand shot out and started to rub my back, gently patting it. His hand was freezing, yet it brought warmth throughout my entire body. My back tingled with electricity.

"Are you alright?" he asks.

Once the coughing stopped, I take a deep breath. "I'm fine. Just, um, choked on my spit." I blush for the hundredth time.

Edward nodded and went back to driving. I did see him sneak glances at me though.

I have a feeling that that isn't the real reason…

I know it isn't(:

I immediately felt my heart deflate. I shouldn't have got my hopes up.

It better not have anything to do with you fucking around with your girlfriend. I typed. If it is, you better watch your back…

It isn't! I promise! I have a very valid reason.

I scoff, only to realize that Edward has been watching my expressions this entire time.

"Um," I start. "Do you know why Emmett isn't picking me up?"

Edward smirks. "Yes."

I wait for him to elaborate, but he doesn't.

"Why?" I say.

"He's screwing his girlfriend."

"I knew it!" I burst out, opening up my phone and typing out a message.

Cat's out of the bag, Em. Edward told me what you're doing.

Edward looked like he was going to ask what was up, but he stopped himself. I decided to tell him anyways.

"Emmett was lying to me about why he isn't picking me up. He's going to get his ass kicked now."

He chuckles in response, but doesn't say anything else.

My phone vibrates, and I look at the message with a grin on my face.

You can't trust him! He hates me!

I'm going to kick your ass the next time I see you.

You can't beat me up! I'm all muscle!

I can take you down.

No!

Yes.

No, you can't.

Yes, I can.

It went on like that for a little while, fighting back and forth over it. I knew if I was fully healed, I could probably get him to the ground at least once before he completely owns me. A weird, happy feeling settled in my stomach.

I realize that I'm completely slacking off. I fight vampires. Why would I be cozying up with them? None of them look like they're super dangerous. Why would they go to a school with students? Why are their eyes golden? I haven't heard about any killings, so I'm assuming that they're nice. But you know what they say about people who assume…

Before I knew it, we were at my house.

Edward suddenly tensed up. I swear I even heard a growl. When I saw who was standing at my door, I felt like throwing up.

"I hope you feel better, Bella." Edward's jaw was completely tense. What the fuck? I stayed inside his car and glanced between Jacob and Edward. Jake looked uncomfortable, while Edward looked like he was ready to commit murder. Was it bad that I didn't find it scary? That I just found it completely sexy?

"Um, thanks." I unbuckled my seatbelt and started to open my door, when I quickly turn to apologize to him. I froze when I found Edward's face really close to mine. His breath fanned out all over my face.

"Um," I whisper. I slowly blink, coming to my senses when I saw Edward smirk. "I'm, uh, sorry for snapping at you earlier.

Edward grins crookedly at me and says, "It's alright. You've had a rough day." His eyes were tender as he said it, and it completely made me melt. I start to turn away again, when I feel his hand on my shoulder.

"Wait," Edward says.

I turn and look at him again. Breathe Bella.

"Yeah?" I whisper. I didn't want to break whatever the fuck was happening between us. There was that connection thing, but stronger. I could barely think for myself.

Edward's eyes are soft and caring as he says, "Be careful."

I wasn't sure what he meant, but I nodded anyway. "Have a nice day," I say. I cringe as I turn away from him. Who the hell says that at times like this? I felt like some employee at a fast food place.

"You too." Edward chuckles and pulls out of the driveway, speeding off. I shake my head in wonder. He is so incredible. He's also mysterious, gorgeous, and someone I shouldn't be with. It makes my attraction for him ten times larger.

"Um, Bella?" I break out of my daze quickly.

I turn to Jake with a nervous smile.

"What are you doing here?" I walk towards my porch, where he was standing, looking confused.

"I was bringing you some soup." He holds up a bag, and I instantly feel the guilt building up in my stomach, going right into my heart.

"I'm sorry. I really meant it when I said I wasn't feeling good," I say. Jake shuffles awkwardly and hands me the soup.

"Here."

I take it from him and give him a genuine smile. "You know, I actually wouldn't mind some company right now, as long as you don't give me an earful and a shit-ton of questions."

Jake holds out his hand and says, "Deal."

"Good." I grab his hand and shake it. I couldn't help but compare it to Edward's hand. Jake's was super warm, but it didn't send tingles up my spine. It was just a handshake.

We head over to my door and I unlock it. I walk in and stand in the doorway awkwardly.

"You can just settle on the couch. I have to go do something real quick, but I'll be back." I quickly run up into the bathroom and get my meds out. Once I swallow them, I go into my room and take all the shit out of my boots. Next, I put my hair into a bun.

I walked back down the stairs and took off the boots at the door. Jake was sitting on the loveseat. I wondered if he wanted me to sit next to him, but I decided to sit in my dad's chair.

I plopped down and say, "What do you want to watch?"

Jake shrugs and says, "Whatever you want to watch."

"But I don't know what to watch," I argue.

"Neither do I."

I sigh in frustration.

"Just pick something!"

"Beetlejuice," he finally replies.

"What?" I ask.

Jake's eyes widen and he sits up straighter. "You have never seen Beetlejuice?"

"Um, no?" I answer.

"Do you guys have it?" Jake gets up and starts searching for it in our cabinet of movies. "Yes!" he says in victory, holding up a movie case. "We're watching it."

"Okay," I shrug. I felt kind of ridiculous for not seeing the movie, but I can't be the only one who hasn't.

Jake puts the movie in and starts it.

"Do you visit my dad often?" I ask. He seemed like he knew the house pretty well.

"Yeah," Jake nods. "Our dads are kind of best friends."

"Cool."

We both shut up when the movie starts playing.


Who has seen Beetlejuice? I have, like a million times. Haha. So the next chapter might not be up for a little while. I actually tried to make this chapter Edward's POV, but it was absolutely horrible. I'll try to get his in at some point. Who likes Bella and Emmett's relationship?(;

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