A/N: Okay! This chapter is dedicated to my homegirls at work! MariposaRican and Adria aka Emmett's Baybymomma! They would would probably kill me tomorrow if I didn't post this tonight. So if updates get more frequent, thank them! hehehehe

Disclaimer: I am not awesome enough to own Twilight.

Glue

EPOV

Jasper got us mobilized and had me packed and ready to leave before the end of the day. There were a lot of things I was leaving behind simply because I didn't need them. The hardest part was going through my…mother's things.

I didn't take much either. I took things that I thought she would want me to have. I took the letter she wrote to me, her jewelry box, a few pictures and her sheet music. There were a few loose pieces of paper seemed like letters and I took those too. I'd read them later when I wasn't feeling so broken. Other than that, I left the rest behind. The day passed in a blur, as my good days usually do, and it was time for the others to go home.

"Thanks, guys. Thanks for everything." I said to them.

"She comes back tomorrow right?" Rosalie asked with venom leaking into her voice.

"She does." They simply nodded. We had established a plan.

They knew I wanted to talk to her. And we knew it wouldn't end up well for me. So I was taking my stuff to Bella's house and spending the night with her. Bella's father, Charlie, was head of police. And as much as I didn't want to admit, he would have to handle her once he found out.

I wondered how Esme and Carlisle would take it. I didn't want to tell them… not just yet. There were so many things I didn't know yet… and I didn't want to tell more half stories.

It was so surreal. My life had turned upside, had fallen apart and had been put back together again in the matter of a single weekend. There had to be holes somewhere. And I was sure I would find them sooner or later. I was prepared for that. I was sure I would have my fair share of breakdowns and shutdowns in the near future. I was sure of it, but I didn't like it.

But Emmett was right. I needed to get through this. I owed my mother to live my life as grand as I could and if I needed to lose my mind a few times along the way, then I would have to deal with it.

Everyone helped me move my stuff, all 4 boxes of it, into Bella's room. Her parents weren't home, which I was so grateful of. I needed some time to relax before I told the story all over again.

"We'll see you tomorrow at school then?" Alice asked.

"Yeah. I'll talk to her after class." I hugged her small pixie body and she hugged me back with her really unexpected strength.

"Bye Edward. And I really am sorry." Rosalie said with a long hug.

"Try and relax." Jasper hugged me.

"Peace man." Emmett hugged me too.

"Bye guys. See you tomorrow!" Bella called after them.

Bella led me inside the house.

"You haven't eaten all day. You must be hungry." She said with a frown.

"You don't have to take care of me all the time you know." I said with a smile. She did too much for me.

"I want too. Now sit and let me make you something." She smiled back at me. "What would you like?"

"Anything you make is good."

BPOV

I decided Edward needed comfort food and lots of it. So I made his favorites. I made him fried chicken and pizza. I also baked a big apple pie. That was bound to make him feel better. He never specifically told me what he liked. He ate anything I made… but I knew Edward like that back of my hand.

"Here! I made your favorites!" I set the food down in front of him. He smiled widely.

"You're the best." His green eyes sparkled at me. I was momentarily stunned.

"Ummm… Thanks. I was unaware."

"Well now you are aware." And with that he proceeded to devour what I made him. I ate some myself, but he ate most of it. Of which, I was glad. I could tell he was feeling better and that made me happy. I knew there were rough times ahead. And I knew I would be right there with him the whole way.

"I feel like a kid eating this much!" He laughed.

"Well good, cause that's what you look like." I teased him. He ignored me and finished off his food.

"You truly are the best, Bella." He smiled at me, and again I was stunned, almost dazzled by his bright green eyes.

"Are you tired?" I managed to ask after a minute. I was surprised my face wasn't on fire.

"Mmhmm." He yawned right on cue for emphasis.

"It's been a long day. Let's go to bed."

EPOV

Bella was the best person to ever walk this planet. Though I felt ashamed by how much she took care of me. But I knew she did it because that's what she wanted to do. I had a very trying day and Bella did everything she could to make me feel better.

I followed up to her room, when a sudden chill ran down my spine. I had never felt… apprehension about sleeping in Bella's room before. But now a small fear was starting to overtake me. I'd slept here all the time… in her bed, with her, all the time.

This now was different.

There were feelings for Bella stirring within me. And I was vulnerable. I would sleep next to her knowing I felt this way. But I had other troubles and a night next to Bella might just give me the strength to deal with tomorrow.

She was digging around in her dresser, in the drawer with my clothes in it. She tossed some pajamas at me.

"You shower in my bathroom and I'll shower in my parents' bathroom." I nodded. I couldn't trust myself to really speak yet.

A long hot shower seemed like the perfect thing to diffuse me. But it did nothing but wind me up tighter. The last time I showered here, Bella saw me nearly naked… and I was tempted to believe that she was enjoying the view. I didn't stay in there for more than 15 minutes. I got out and dressed in the pajamas that she gave me; a black wife beater and navy blue basketball shorts.

Hmmm. Seemingly innocent sleeping apparel. There couldn't be any hidden agenda associated with them.

Part of me hoped there was.

BPOV

My dresser had 5 drawers. The bottom one was Edward's. I went to it to pick him out something to sleep in.

He looks really nice in dark colors. Remember last time? My hands found a black wifebeater and a pair of navy blue basketball shorts. Blue was my favorite color… NO! NO NO NO! I fought with myself. Now was certainly not a good time to be having these thoughts. We were going to be sharing a bed… not that we haven't before.

He slept over all the time and always in my bed… with me… but now…

"You shower in my bathroom and I'll shower in my parents' bathroom." I said to him. He nodded and walked out of my room. I could have kicked myself. I never thought about what Edward would see me in. I never thought to care that he would care… but there I was trying to pick out something cute to sleep in.

"Bella, you suck." I said out loud as I picked out a matching baby blue pajama set. At least the pants are long…

I showered and washed my hair in record time. I was eager to get to bed. As awkward as I knew tonight would be, I was tired and was in dire need of sleep. I'm sure Edward was too.

It was still early though we were heading for bed. It was about 8 o'clock and my parents still wouldn't be home yet. They wouldn't be for another hour and would be thrilled to death to find Edward in bed with me. Edward in bed with me… well there's a nice thought…

GET A GRIP! No nice thoughts!! At least not ones like that.

This was going to be one weird night. (A/N: I almost stopped here... but I chose life.)

EPOV

I was on Bella's bed tossing the seizure pillow around when she walked in. I looked at her and thoughts that had no business being in my mind made a long cameo appearance.

To sum it up, I'll use one of Emmett's more blunt phrases. I saw Bella and immediately thought, Damn! Bella is FINE! I shook my head.

She giggled at me.

"You better not pack that away when you leave." She gestured at the seizure pillow. I smiled.

"Who me?" I teased. "I would never take this thing." I lied. I vowed I would steal it from her the very day she got it.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I must be confusing you with the other Edward."

"Gasp! There's another Edward?" I said overly dramatically. She giggled.

"Yup. You weren't fun anymore, so I got a new one."

"Oh no!" I put my hands on my chest. "How will I go on?" I threw the pillow at her. It her hit right in the face. I tried not to… but I busted out in laughter. It felt good. She stuck her tongue out at me and I laughed harder.

"Just for that, I'm not giving it back." She said with her nose in the air.

"Oh really?" I said. I crouched on her bed…kind of like a predator. A lion maybe.

"Yes really." She said, smirking at me.

"Well then I just have to take it back." I said.

"Ha ha! I'd like to see you try!"

"Are you challenging me?"

"I'm not afraid of you." She looked at me and giggled a bit.

"You really shouldn't have said that," I said in a low voice. I sprang off the bed and she screamed playfully as I chased her around the room. I jumped at her and tackled her and we both landed on the bed, me on top of her. We were both laughing hysterically. I got on my hands and knees so that I hovering over her. Yeah… nothing wrong with that picture.

"So, who's not scary?" I asked her, raising my eyebrows.

"I'm not. You on the other hand are terrifying." She said between laughs. "Here take it!" She hit me in the head with the seizure pillow. I took it and let myself collapse on her other side. And just like that, all the awkwardness was gone. It was just Bella and Edward, just like always.

After a few minutes, our laughter subsided and I felt the day pressing itself on me. I let out a sigh. Bella turned over on her side to face me.

"What is it?" She asked, almost whispering.

"I wish everyday could be as carefree as it was just a few minutes ago." I said truthfully.

"I'm sorry, Edward. I wish there were more I could do for you." I turned to look at her now.

"You do too much for me." She was right there. Her faces just inches from mine. "Why do you care about me so much?" I asked. I had always wanted to know. Bella always cared about me, and sometimes, in my weaker moments, I believed I wasn't worth the effort. She looked at me and her hand grabbed my arm.

"Which ones are yours?" She asked indicating the scars. I immediately knew what she meant. I couldn't look at her. I turned back over before answering her. But she stopped me. "No Edward. Look at me." I turned back over to her, surprised at her demand. "Now, tell me. Which ones are yours?" I sat up and so did she while still holding on to my arm.

"This one," I said using my free arm to trace along a thin scar that ran along my forearm, from my wrist to my elbow. "There's a similar one along my other arm." I continued my voice nearly a whisper. I had no clue why she wanted to know. But I felt compelled to answer her.

"Are there more?"

"Yes, lots more. But those two are the only ones that are visible anymore. The others were smaller and they've faded away." Then she did something unbelievable. She bent down and she kissed each one of my scars. I was blown away. I could only stare at her.

"Edward, I care about because you deserve it. This," she held on to both of my arms and shook them slightly, the forearms, my scars, facing me, "is what you don't deserve. You don't deserve to be hated, to hate yourself. I don't care what it takes. I will make sure you never feel this way again. I will be with you whenever you need me, for whatever you need. You deserve to cared about Edward. If you ever feel like you're heading down that road again, please come to me. And I'll bring you back." Her brown eyes shimmered at me, dazzling me. I nodded.

"I promise, Bella." I smiled at her.

"Come on, let's go to sleep." We both reclined back onto her bed. As I put my head on the pillow, she started to play with my hair. I sighed happily. I closed my eyes.

"Are you okay?" She whispered.

"Mmhmm. You have idea how nice that feels." I whispered back. I opened my eyes to look at her. "You're my favorite person in the world. You know that right?"

She smiled at me.

"Go to sleep." She giggled lightly.

"Come closer." She scooted closer to me and I put my arms around her. She put her head on me to use my chest as a pillow. "Thank you."

"Anything for you."

And I as drifted off to sleep, two things were very clear to me: how much Bella meant to me, and how much I loved her.

A/N: YAY!!! He loves her!!!! But does she love him?????? (yeah, I know... stupid question) But hold on to this fluff, cause things are about to get heavy. Review please!!!! I'll give you a cookie... or a chocolate covered vampire... your choice!