Ugh I feel so disgusting. I'm puking all over the place…sorry if that's TMI. I just feel nasty.

But hey, I still got this chapter out.


Review, please?

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EPOV

I walked up the path to Alice and Jasper's house, my hands shoved in the pockets of my jeans. I couldn't sit at home and wait for Bella anymore; I had to actually do something, even if it was with my wife's brother.

"What's up with you?" Jasper asked when he opened the door and saw my disheveled state.

"Your damn sister." I snapped, moving into the house without hesitation. Jasper closed the door and followed me deeper into his own house. "Where's Alice?" I asked, sitting down at the kitchen table.

Jasper sat down as well, crossing his arms and kicking his feet up.

"She's working this weekend." Jasper said, narrowing his eyes at me. "And what's wrong with Bella?" I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose before resting my elbows on the table.

"I don't know." I admitted. "She's tired, she irritable…she's just pregnant. I have no idea how to make her feel better." Jasper smirked and shook his head knowingly.

"Edward, it's Bella. You've known her since like, kindergarten. She wants to be left alone, not pampered. You know how uncomfortable she feels whenever she's at the center of attention. Bella doesn't like to be doted on, spoiled, or have money spent on her. You should know this better than the rest of us, man. You've been married to her for three years and she's bitten your held off plenty of times."

The realization of this sunk in, and I groaned.

"Dammit." I growled. "I don't know why things have been so screwed up lately…it's just been a little strained since I told her that Esme and Carlisle were moving here. She's so…insecure."

"She always has been Edward, you just bring out the best in her." Jasper pointed out quietly, and then raised his eyebrow at me. "Where is Bella, anyway? You didn't leave her at home, did you?" I rolled my eyes and fisted my hair in my hands.

"No…she left." I muttered, and then stood up. "Look, Jazz, I'm sorry to bother you…but now I just get home. I don't want Bella to beat me back." Jasper stood up as well and followed me to the front door.

"Good idea." Jasper laughed, and I walked out to my car. "Bye." He called after me, waving before shutting the front door.

Here goes nothing.

BPOV

The drive home was a blur; I was mainly focused on holding back my tears. As a result, I swerved twice, almost hit a curb, and nearly ran over one of the neighborhood dogs. Needless to say, I shouldn't be driving like this.

When I got home, Edward's familiar silver car was not there.

The one person I needed most isn't here.

I went inside, hoping that despite the absence of his car, Edward was here somewhere. I ran from room to room, tears trickling down my face when I realized that Edward really wasn't here.

I slumped against the wall of our bedroom, burying my head in my lap. Oh god. I'm pathetic. But I couldn't help it; I had become dependent on Edward to solve all my problems and make me feel better. Why do I do this to myself? Do this to him? I put so much stress on him all the time, and he was bound to crack eventually. But why did it have to be know, when I needed him most? Again, I was pathetic.

Suddenly I heard the front door bang open, and I jumped.

"Bella?!" Edward's voice called up the stairs, and I instantly stood on my unsteady legs and tried frantically to wipe away the tears running down my face and pooling in my eyes. I couldn't let him see me like this anymore, I was becoming too much of a burden to my husband. His footsteps neared, and I took one more deep breath before he came into the room/

But Edward knew me to well. He saw the redness of my eyes and nose, and the way my chest rose and fell heavily.

He stopped in his tracks, several feet away from me.

"What's wrong?" He asked, a look of terror flashing across his features.

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Sorry about the short chapter…I feel freakishly crappy and exhausted. I need to get to bed.

Xoxo- Melodyella aka Mellie