(A/n: Here comes Chapter Nine! I can't update for two weeks because I'll be down in New Orleans so I won't be updating for a while. I get back on Monday and I'll try to update during the week, but I'll definitely post by next Saturday, July 28th. Have two chapters for now and Please Please PLEASE review darlings!)

Sunday had been quiet. I didn't speak all day because I knew my mind would just remember how much I had talked this morning. By the time night came, I was not tired. I sat in bed with Edward while he talked to me. He was holding me against his chest and comforting me with his soft words and deep tibre. "You were quiet today, Bella. Why?"

I simply shrugged my shoulders.

"You're upset about this morning."

It wasn't exactly a question, but I shook my head in reply.

"Yes you are. You were so upset this morning. If I have to use sex or a form of it to prove that I lo-want you, then I will. Right now." He masked his momentary lapse in speech by making his lips mold themselves to mine in an instant. I kissed him back. His hands moved down my back and as they reached my hips the sensation went directly to my core. He moved me and laid me down into the same position we'd been in this morning. His hands moved down to touch me and I stopped his hand.

"Stop." I looked up to Edward from my position on his chest. I kissed his lips lightly and rolled off of him. He turned to look at me with a questioning look. "I don't need you to prove anything to me. I know you love me. I know you want me. I was just tired and being selfish. I was being an idiot and I know it now. I want you to touch me, but I don't want you to do it to prove yourself to me. Another time?"

"Absolutely." Edward's smile was heartbreaking. He leaned in to kiss me and I kissed him back.

When I went to sleep that night it was in a better mind-set than I'd had throughout the entire day.

When I woke Monday morning I was ready for school. Edward had stayed with me and slept in my bed beside me. I stretched out and, as I contemplated how mad my family would be if they found me in this position with Edward, I heard the door open quietley as if it read my thoughts. The horrified gasp belonged to Emmett. Well shit. It was silent for a moment as Emmett eyes flickered between Edward and I rapidly. He had a scowl on his face as he slammed the door and stomped away. Oh, Great. I was now going to have to talk to him about it. I looked down at Edward, stirring slightly from the noise, and then got out of bed to find my wheelchair and then Emmett. Once I was out in the hall I caught a glimpse of Emmett as he was limping around the banister and up the stairs where I couldn't follow him.

Well this day was starting wonderfully...

I rolled back to my room and the rest of the morning went as usual, however Emmett was quiet and reserved and had a strangely betrayed look whenever he looked in my direction. I knew we would talk later but I still felt a really sick feeling fall into the pit of my stomach.

My crazy first hour teacher was at it again and the class was fun. Edward was seemingly oblivious to the morning's happenings but he did notice my quiet attitude before lunch started. As he was wheeling me into the lunch line he pulled my chair back on two wheels and I looked up at him with a grin.

"Why were you so quiet today?" His eyes reached all the way into my soul.

"Emmett." This was all I offered him in such a crowded place. I wasnt afraid of the talking in public per se, but it had been so long since I'd had confronted people directly that I was afraid of the direct attention I would get. I didn't want to be a person people stared at for finally talking. I knew I'd have to do it at some point, but not now.

"I guess we'll talk more after lunch then."

I nodded and we proceeded into lunch. The table was quiet and awkward, but we made it through and to Biology. When we got inside and settled I wrote down everything that had happened this morning on to Carlisle's notebook. He was going to talk to Emmett soon and so was I. Class went on and about half way through, Edward had to go to the bathroom. He quickly left.

A few minutes later the door to our class rattled and everyone jumped in suprise. I heard a familiar angry shout and tried to get out of my seat. My throat closed up as I tried hard to get someone's attention. I tapped the desk of a guy who sat behind me and when he saw what I was trying to do, he helped me into my stupid wheelchair. The guy rolled me out into the hall to see my two favorite people in the world fighting.

"STOP!"

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My voice rang out at the highest volume since I'd woken up in that hospital bed a week ago.

The stunned looks on the faces of everyone including my two boys was startleing. People were coming out of their classes and watching the whole scenerio. Everyone was dumbfounded. When Emmett shook out of his stupor he shoved Edward away and limped to me. He knelt and reached to caress my cheek and I flinched back.

I began to speak in a low, even tone. "What in the hell do you think you're doing?" Maybe not so even, but low and threatening at least. What could I say? I was furious. "I cannot believe you would do this to me. He has been the best thing that has happened to me since I've gotten here and you hurt him? He's helping me cope with what that monster did, and you're hurting him?"

"I was the one that saved you in the first place!" Emmett's reaction took me aback. "I was the one who stayed up night after night with you in the hospital and made sure you got all your medicines on time. I was the one who slept with you when you were scared." His voice dropped to a whisper. "I was the one who untied you after that fucker raped you. Or have you forgotten? I find you cuddled up to this asshole and you expect me to be okay?"

This pissed me off more. I didn't keep my low voice when spoke again, "Yes. I forgot all about why we're here in the first place Emmett. Thanks for reminding me! I forgot about him raping me beating the shit out of me! Fuck you Emmett, if you think I stop thinking about it for one second! I expect you to be okay with Edward and I being together because it is my choice. I didn't choose to get raped. I didn't choose to get my ribs broken when he hit me. I didn't choose for him to bend my fucking knee cap backwards so I couldn't get away. I did choose Edward though, so if you think I'm going to let you ruin that for me, you're deranged."

"It wasn't him that helped you or stayed with you! It was all me! Why did you open up to him and not me? Why don't you love me?" Emmett broke down in sobs and burried his face in my lap.

It was my turn to be stunned. I looked up at Edward's already bruising face and he was also in shock. The teachers shook themselves out of their shock and began to shuffle the masses back into classrooms. When it was just Mr. Banner, Edward, the guy who rolled my wheelchair and us left alone in the hallway I took both sides of his face and moved his head to look at me. "I love you more than anything in the world. I can't believe you don't already know that. We have some things to work out at home, but I don't ever want to hear you say that again. I like Edward and he's a big part of my healing, but I know that you are my most important thing in the world. There's not one person in this whole world that could replace you. You saved my life and healed me more than any doctor I had. We're going to go to the office to call Carlisle and go home. You know you can't solve your problems this way and you're going to be in trouble. Next time you feel like this, tell me and I'll talk to you about it. You can't go beating people up when you get upset okay? Now stand up and help Edward. Because he loves you too."

He nodded, tears still coming down. He stood up and limped over to Edward, offering a hand. Edward took the offered outstretched hand and was pulled into a hug. Edward handed Emmett his discarded cane (which had recently replaced his crutches) and they both walked to the office. Mr. Banner dismissed the wheelchair pusher and pushed me all the way to the office himself. After an hour or two of talking to the principle Esme and Carlisle we were dismissed to go get our things and go home.

I didn't know how I was going to deal with my twin and my boyfriend but they were both going to make this up to me. I spilled some of my darkest secrets in front of a hundred people because of Emmett and I couldn't believe my pacifist boyfriend, Edward, fought back against my brother. A fight takes two people.

I had no idea what would happen when we got home.

They were grounded for a week. Just a week. Emmett was suspended for 5 days. That wouldn't have been so bad if Edward hadn't have been suspended for the same amount of time. They actually got off easy. Carlisle bargained for just one week instead of two. But they had to do community service hours together each day they were gone. So they would be at school, just outside helping to build the newly funded fense.

I didn't know what I was going to do without Edward there to push me to my classes. I'm not even sure where all of them were. I'd never had to pay attention...

Alice would help me a little, but I was going to be on my own until lunch. I think I could find my way to AP Biology, but my other classes were going to be harder.

When I woke up Tuesday I felt sick, but went on with my morning as usual, pretending that Edward was going to be with me. I had learned to get dressed on my own and even walk a few feet to my closet, but I hadn't had the courage to try too much after I broke my face the first time.

When I rolled into the kitchen by myself (because Edward was sent to his room without dinner the previous night) I reached over the counter and tried to fix toast. Simple right? No. A pair of gigantic hands that belonged to my brother moved to scoot the toaster closer toward me. I finally got the bread in and cooking. I turned around to smile at Emmett, but he was already gone. I frowned, but didn't follow him out. When my toast was done I buttered it and put it on a napkin since I couldn't reach the plates. I put my breakfast on my lap and wheeled into the living room to find Emmett with a pair of brand new crutches in his hands.

I assumed they were for me and took them from him after a quiet "Thank you." I slipped my wrists through the cylinders and grabbed the bars that were on the other side. I slowly stood and Emmett watched my first steps before I stumbled and fell. Emmett chuckled and sat me back up to try again. I maneuvered around the room and once I was across the room from Emmett and the wheelchair I stuck my tongue out at both Emmett and the accursed object and slumped on the couch, out of breath.

I looked up and saw Emmett eating my toast. Sigh...

We left as normal, but when it was time for us to go to class, Edward and Emmett left off to the principle's office. Edward kissed my lips and Emmett, my forehead and they both strode off together. I hobbled to my first class with Alice to guide me. I sat in the desk, panting, as Alice talked to me.

"...and your wheelchair is in the car of you decide you need it. Your notepad is is in your backpack and I have already written a note that says to page me to the office if you need to get it so you can just hand it to someone. Be careful and don't try to walk too fast. Your teachers will understand if you're late. See you at lunch!" She kissed my forehead and flitted off before I could open my mouth. Not that I had the breath to say much. Walking was tiring. And my sister was like a hyped up phychic fairy. She was wore me out just by talking that fast.

My first hour went quickly and before I knew it, I was struggling to put my backpack on, to get balance on my crutches and find my way to my classrooms. I looked to my schedule and limped awkwardly into the hallway, holding up people who were trying to get into the class I was leaving. I looked at the schedule and deducted that my next class was in the adjacent hallway. I began to walk that direction before a deep voice behind me said, "You're going the wrong way."

I flinched from surprise, losing my balance. I rolled over to face the same guy that helped me get into the hall yesterday when my brother attacked my boyfriend. He helped me up and I handed him the schedule, half smiling.

"Sorry! Are you okay? Your class is over here. I can show you. I have all of your classes too." This guy was tall and handsome. I mean really tall and really handsome. His dark skin and brown eyes did him quite a few favors and I started to blush.

I sighed in relief that I wouldn't get lost today. I smiled at him in thanks and he led me off to the next class. I got seated in my next class and the handsome helper-outer sat next to me. I took my notepad out of my backpack and began to scribble something to him.

Thank you for showing me to class. I really appreciate it. Edward and my brother, Emmett, (the other guy acting like a caveman in the hall) are both suspended. Alice helped me this morning, but I didn't remember how to get here. My family thought adding crutches to the mix was a good idea. What's your name again?

No prob. And it's Jacob. You can call me Jake tho. Well, write me Jake ;)

We've got a comedian on our hands...HAHAHA. *eyeroll*

Feisty. I like it. Haha. I can help you for the rest of the day if you want. I have all your classes, like I said.

That would be lovely. :) Tell me if I'm bothering you though. I don't want to annoy you.

It's no trouble. And I also know how to make it to the office if you need to get your wheelchair. You seem to be a little out of breath.

He looked up and smiled at me. I glared at him playfully and tried to calm my breathing.

I deserve a break. I've been in that damn thing for a long time. And before that it was bed rest only, so I'm just glad I haven't passed out yet.

Jacob smiled at me. Once class was over, he showed me to the remainder of my morning classes and I didn't have to worry about anything but my school work. We were finally out of my last morning class and on the way to lunch. Using all the energy I had to walk on top of having no breakfast, I was really tired.

Jacob and I rounded the last corner slowly to enter the lunch room. That would have been fine if someone else hadn't have been doing the same. The really gross Mike Newton guy, the one I lost the bet about, had fallen right on top of me. I tipped backwards, and landed on my lower back. As the rest of me fell the air was knocked out of me. I struggled to breath, but knew it was useless as the black spots in my peripheral vision grew.

(A/n: I know! Evil of me right...Rant about it in your review if you'd like. ;) )