A/N – Get ready for a major surprise! :o This chapter has two parts. :P

Previously …

I want to make love to you .. I want to do something different from before. I want you to feel special.

The thoughts in his head made me smile, and I dropped my hands. "Then do it." I whispered. "But let me help – because I want to make love to you too."

He smiled at my words, and kissed my lips again gracefully, I kissed him back with hunger but passion. He carefully ripped at my bra, which made me laugh, I guess he was too impatient to deal with the clasp. When he finally removed my bra, his large hands set upon my breast, until one slipped down my bare stomach and made it's way to my jeans to undo them. I moaned at his gently grasp of my nipple in-between his thumb, he had let go and knelt his head down, before lapping it gently. I let a moan escape my lips as I wiggled from my jeans, my hands were around his neck resting gently. He trailed his fingers on my thighs massaging gently, closing making their way to my core, before fully inserting inside. I let a gasp free, and felt his cool fingers thrust deep to a spot I've never known of before. He kept hitting it, making me moan each time. Butterflies fluttered quickly in my stomach, that strange feeling I would get when I knew I was horny had come back to haunt me. I gripped at his hair and bit my lip. He was still lapping at my breast, taunting me.

"Uhhhh." I moaned bring my face into the nape of his neck, embarrassed and also hiding how loud they were. "Edward." I mumbled, gripping tight at his hair. "Too much."

He pulled away from my breast and smirked at me, he chuckled softly and removed his fingers without a warning entering himself inside of me instead. He was slow with each thrust, tantalizing but also loveable. They weren't hard, or quick like I was use too, they were smooth and made me feel well; in love.

My cheeks where flushed and I gazed at him, he made direct eye contact with me, a smile on his lips. I could tell he was enjoying himself as well. His arms never seemed to be weak, he continued his long hard thrusts, barley any of him was inside of me. I had forgotten the feel of how long he was, he pushed in deeper and hit that special spot again, which made me lean my head back and moan his name, gripping at his hair again. I breathed and looked up at him again, he smiled. "Bella.." He whispered in a breathless voice. "I love you.."

I smiled, pulling him close to my body. I loved the feel of him rubbing gently against me in synch with his thrustful movements. It was his turn to hide his face in my neck, and I didn't mind. My hands played with his hair, he mumbled my name quiet a few times which made me chuckle. I didn't answer him for quiet awhile, which I could tell he was nervous about. But as soon as I hit my climax and he did as well, he fell next to me on the small chaise and pulled me close and I whispered into his ear. "I love you too." Feeling the smile creep on his lips that where pressed against my collar bone again.

My eyes became lazy and I let a deep breath escape my lips, I had heard the door open from downstairs and I'm sure he did too because his head had popped up and he looked at me with a worried look. I had disappeared from his arms, and I knew that made him crumble where he laid, because I could hear his thoughts and they sadden me, but before I could make an exit. Rosalie had turned on the light, and I had no explanation to why Edward was naked, and I had a robe on.

"Edward.." She whispered, if she could the tears would be forming in her eyes already. Her voice had cracked as she looked between us, He stood up and wrapped a blanket around him going to her and gripping her arms tightly.

"Rose, it's not what you think." He whispered, and she pulled from his grip. I hid within whatever shadow had been provided from the light. He looked back at me, and my eyes never met his gaze, I was ashamed.

[BPOV - PART I]

"Don't," Rosalie hissed through her teeth. "How dare you touch me, after you fucked that vile women." The words that seeped from, Rosalie's mouth were a bit much; and I tightened my fists trying my hardest not to run over and rip her head from her shoulders, I gritted my teeth.

"He doesn't get anything from you, does he have a choice?" I stood forward and smirked, I wasn't one to be ashamed for too long, here comes my own piece of mind. My nose flared.

"Step back, Hybrid." Rosalie snapped and crossed her arms over her chest. "You have ten seconds to explain yourself."

"I—" Edward began to speak but I began to walk forward and cut him off.

"What if he doesn't want to?" I sauntered and came to a stop, hand on my hip and my chin raised, as well as my eyebrow. "What if he had the time of his life, Hm? What if he was trying to show you that—"

"Bella, don't do this."

"I'm better, What do you think of that, Rosalie?" I finished my sentence over Edward's and gave him a look that I would fix this, but I'm pretty sure he didn't want a fixing. To be done. For the type of bad ass Edward was showing me through school; I don't think he was one at home. In front of his wife.

"I am his wife. I deserve an answer, to why your skimpy ass is naked, in my husband's room!" She yelled, her hands fell from her crossed stance and clenched tight into fists. I could see her fuming deep inside; if she were a cartoon the smoke would defiantly be coming from her ears right about now. She wasn't sad anymore, she was angry. It was because of me, but I wasn't going to stand her like the weak person I have been lately, it was all Edward's fault, in honesty of making me feel that way.

"You want an answer, love?" I became sincere with my voice and flashed her a fabricated smile.

She nodded slowly, her eyes a sharp glare into mine.

"We've been fucking ever since I moved here." I smiled softly. "What was that, the first day I came to school; we fucked in the abandon chemistry classroom."

"Bella," Edward warned.

"No no, I'm enjoying this." I smirked waving my hand in front of him to stay back and looked at Rosalie. "It was marvelous. If I do say so myself, wouldn't you Edward? Then again, his opinion doesn't matter, does it? Oh, are you going to cry?" I pouted and tried not to laugh at her. "If you think that's going to get Edward to be your little bitch and throw me under the bus then go ahead, but I doubt it."

"I can't cry." She breathed and looked up at me; she stepped forward. "Bitch." She spat venomously and lunged herself at me; but I stopped her before she could slamming her into the book shelves, as they all came tumbling down on her. The know sense of her blonde hair trickling through the books, was all to be seen. I heard the thunderous footsteps of the other vampires making their way towards the house; it was clear as day from a ten mile radius. I turned on my heel and looked at Edward with a smile, but he didn't.

"Bella." Was all that came from his velvet lips and he looked away, I had felt my head behind pulled back by my strands of hair and forced against the wall, my eyebrows narrowed, and my smirk had fallen from my face.

"Listen you two-timing slut-" Rosalie growled in my ear, she tugged on my hair again, gripping it tight and a small whimper escaped my lips. If the pain wasn't so unbearable than I would have thrown her out the window; but her strength was surprisingly taught. "It's one thing to play around with my husband, and speak for him. But it's another to go around like he's yours. Last time I checked I'm wearing the ring; you can't just move in here; steal my bedroom, my husband, and my family and expect me to lay back. I have been standing innocently for too long and it is time that I let myself escape to do what is right for all of us, here. And that's get rid of—" Before she could finish her sentence, my hands gripped tight on her shirt, feeling her nearly rip my follicles from my scalp made me cringe, I wasn't going to let her tell me what to do. I shoved her with force into the king sized bed, hearing the wood crack as she sat back Anger had grown within me, my eyes filled with blood and my fangs had appeared, veins pulsating beneath them, as I flipped myself over onto the bed; impressively. I gripped at her small fragile pale neck, and began to pull; hearing the crystal like form of her body begin to break, I growled as it took all my strength to remove her head from her body, her face had cracked within my hands. Not questioning what was happening to her, I didn't stop. I felt her hands claw at mine, making them bleed and trickle down her shirt. Edward stood there like a coward.

The door had slammed open downstairs, and two men had run up. "Edward! Rosalie!" the big man with black hair had said; he grew a sort of greed and glare towards me though we became acquaintances in the forest, I guess we no longer were now.

"Edward what the hell are you doing?!" The boy with blonde hair who looked identical to his loving sister had spat at him, trying to bring him back to consciousness. Through out all of the fighting that was happening, I had a quick glimpse of Edward. He seemed shaken, stirred by what had just happened. He must have been in a state of shock still from when Rosalie had walked in. His face was crumbling right before everybody and he wasn't himself. My hands loosened, and my anger grew tired, as I saw Edward fall to his knees, head in his hands and gripping at his bronze locks. I felt a pang of hurt for him, what he must be feeling, I felt that once too.. in a different way. The pain, I know what that pain feels like, even if it wasn't love. I looked back down at Rosalie, her hands still gripping at mine and when I risen my head, the muscular tall man was lunging himself towards me. We flew, out the window. Glass raining everywhere around us as we hit the grass below two stories. I grunted in pain and tried to push him away by the chest. My hands weren't manageable enough for this strong man sitting on top of me.

My mouth gaped open, his fist colliding with my face every second, only able to block some of the throws. Blood dripped down my face, and didn't stop. I could feel the black eye, I finally got a good grip of his shirt and tugged him to flip and switch sides with me now sitting on top of him.

I heard the small pixie girl soothing Edward, and talking to Jasper about finishing something off. Emmett's fists struggled to get at me again, I hissed at him and dunk my head under to his neck; my fangs extracted and I tugged at his luscious skin pulling a chunk off as I spit it to my right; I could see the blood in the moon light night. He yelped in pain, and I had felt the strong hands of a young vampire around my neck, pulling, tugging any way possible to make my neck come from my shoulders. This wasn't fair, I thought I was apart of the family. His arms gripped tighter nearly choking me, and I couldn't help but grab at his hands; Emmett got loose from under me and began pounding his fists into my rib cage.

"Emmett!" I heard the soft soothing voice of another man, barley been able to see through my vision was a man with blonde hair; and a women who had a sincere passionate look on her face toward me. I whimpered in pain, it was unbearable. I couldn't even give her a reassuring smile, any of them. Emmett had stopped, and before I could make a move; -snap-

Darkness.

A/N – Yes yes, Jasper did snap Bella's neck. But this is no end for her, go on read the next chapter to see what happens! (; We are going to take a wonderful toll in Edward's point of view the next chapter.