A/N: Hi Guys : ) I hope you like the chapter.

10 EPOV

It took almost two hours for Bella to stop singing the age old hymns to the Porcelain God. I haven't seen her so sick. I wondered exactly how much she had actually drank? It had to have been a lot more than I have ever seen her drink before.

She groaned and I brushed her hair back from her face as her head lay in my lap on the bathroom floor. Even though she had been vomiting for half the night I still think she is the most beautiful women in the world. She was passed out now and probably will be out for the better part of the morning, if not longer.

I sighed and laid my head back onto the wall and closed my eyes to the blazing light from over the sink. This was not the best night. In fact, I think I'd rate it a solid negative 5 on a scale from 1-10 starting with me not knowing if she was alright to that ass-fuck hugging her possessively in my doorway. It wasn't so much as the fact that I saw her kiss his cheek but it was the way he grabbed her when she did it. I felt a ball of fire ignite in my stomach and the anger I began to feel started to radiate through my body as I thought of him touching her. The memory of her small peck on his cheek sent another wave of rage through me. It wasn't the fact that she pecked his cheek so much as the fact that his face looked like it were a kids on Christmas morning and Santa brought his favorite toy.

Did she not know that he has feelings for her? I could see it coming a mile away from the first day I met him on Thanksgiving last year. Bella was amused at my jealously but it wasn't unfounded. It was like a Pissing Match for the adolescent. He obviously had a crush on her that much was certain. His only problem was that he probably didn't know how to execute any type courting banter.

Now, of course, it's a different story. He's gotten a little older and wiser and, much to my dismay, is being trained by the Neanderthals in Alpha house.

I've never been a frat boy that's more Emmett's style. I was only pulled along for the ride after he got in. After a while you know all the tricks of the trade. If you said the right thing and worked it just right there was no way that you couldn't score with a new girl every night.

Emmett laid full testament to that credo, it's a wonder how he ever slowed down. Jasper hooked up with a few girls over the last few years but no where near the numbers that Emmett reached. I admit to using some of the tactics but never went further than 3rd base. After seeing all the flack my brothers got after all the woman they banged and never wanted to see again I knew I really didn't want that shit.

Bella groaned and burped. Her body started to move and I quickly got her up so she would make the toilet. The smell of vomited liquor scented the air in a most undesirable way. So much for her being completely passed out.

"Edward?" Bella groaned against the rim of the toilet bowl.

"Yeah"

"Don't hate him," she mumbled and then she slumped back down on to my lap and was passed out once again.

I grimaced at her request. It's hard not too. After what some of those assholes at the frat house were telling me I think there is more to this than I want to believe…

She seems to talk to Jacob that much is clear. His comment about me not taking her anywhere stung. Was she complaining about me to him? She hasn't said anything to me and she knew that this next year or two is going to be grueling. I've got to work hard in order to be in Fitzsimmon's group this Spring. I want to train with the best. I thought she was supporting me in that.

I sighed and moved her head gently to the floor so I could get up. I needed to get some sleep before class tomorrow and two hours was better than nothing.

I went into the bedroom and grabbed a nightshirt from her pajama drawer. I got her out of her pants, shirt and bra then slipped her nightshirt over her head. She was fully passed out this time and was like a rag doll.

I picked up her clothes to put them in the hamper and her cell phone fell out of her pocket and hit the floor. I grimaced as I picked it up off the floor. After hitting a couple buttons and the backlights never turning on I determined that it was dead. No wonder. I took it into the bedroom and placed it on the charger on her nightstand making a mental note to myself to turn it on before I leave for class tomorrow.

Returning to the bathroom I brushed my teeth before picking her up and carrying her to our bed. I laid her down then made sure the trashcan was in close proximity before lying down beside her. I pulled her close so that she laid with her head on my shoulder and arm draped over my waist like she did almost every night.

I stroked her hair mindlessly as I drifted off to sleep wondering what I should do.

BPOV

I woke to an incessant buzzing that would just not stop. What on earth was that? And why is it soo annoying? I propped myself up by my arms and I instantly dropped back down onto the pillow. My head felt like it was going to explode as it throbbed and the pain was unbearable.

Ugh, what did I do last night? Oh yeah, the party and all those drinks. What was in those cause I am NEVER going to have that ever again.

The buzzing continued and I really wanted it turned off and be blessed with blissful silence. I groaned and slowly drug my head along the bed to the nightstand that held the offensive Demon of Sound and yanked it from the wall.

The silence was bliss and I settled myself back down into the soft pillows of the bed. "Mmmm," I hummed and wished I hadn't because my head throbbed with the noise. I rolled so that I could chance opening my eyes while praying that all lights would be off.

I looked at my nightstand in the dim light of our bedroom to see that the clock was pulled from it. That must have been my alarm. I rolled slowly to the other side of the bed and looked up at Edward's nightstand to find a glass of water, a bottle of aspirin and a note.

I fumbled for the bottle of aspirin and opened it while my head stayed firmly on the pillow. I took out two and then gave myself a peptalk to lift my head once again from its safe spot. My head pounded as I sat up to pop the pills in my mouth and drink a little water to wash them down. My stomach gurgled and I instantly regretted taking anything. I dropped the water on the floor and fell back to my safe house and buried myself within the blankets and pillows.

I awoke later and was happy to find that my stomach no longer hurt and the world had stopped spinning around me. I looked gingerly around the room to find the rays of light coming in through the blinds of the window were pointed to the floor indicating it was later midday. I closed my eyes, rolled a little and opened my eyes once again to see Edward's note starring back at me. I had completely forgotten it was there.

I reached for the note and rolled over on my back to read it with the little light that lit the room.

Bella,

I hope you are feeling better. We need to talk.

Love,

Edward

My stomach twisted at his note. Was he mad at me? What could he want to talk about? He couldn't be that mad if he wrote Love, Edward could he? I sat up and my head throbbed but I couldn't dwell on that now besides it wasn't nearly as bad as earlier. I went to the bathroom turning on the light and it was like an ice pick piercing my brain. I felt tears well in my eyes as I walked further into the room toward the sink. My face was pale and my eyes were bloodshot. I looked like hell.

I turned away and then turned back to see another note taped to the edge of the mirror. I grabbed it quickly and opened it.

Take a shower. It will make you feel better.

Ok, is he mad or is he not? I grabbed a towel and washcloth from the linen closest and turned on the water in the shower. The steam from the hot water billowed throughout the room fogging up the mirror as I took off my night shirt and used the toilet. I got into the shower and as the water hit my body I felt everything begin to relax. My muscles began to loosen and the worst of my headache seemed to deaden.

I grabbed my shampoo and rubbed it slowly through my hair massaging my head in the process. I felt even better. Perhaps I should go and get another of those massages at a spa like the one I had last Christmas with Ed-ward. I sighed. That was a memorable trip. The Brown Hotel in Denver, Colorado, I don't think I have ever felt so happy as when I was there with Edward. I wish we could do something like that again but I think that is total wishful thinking. Edward is too engrossed with his schooling to actually want to do something like that again.

I admit to being jealous of his professor's as of late because they seem to acquire all his attention. It's selfish and I know it but I still feel it. Perhaps I should work more or take some more classes next semester so that we both can be busy and maybe I wouldn't notice that he doesn't notice me anymore. I grimaced at the thought. Then how would I know that our relationship wouldn't fall apart in the process?

I took the bodywash and washcloth and scrubbed every inch of my body making sure that I didn't miss even a centimeter of skin. When I was satisfied I rinsed myself off and shut off the water. The water gurgled down the drain as I took my towel and dried myself off. I took a comb through my hair before leaving the bathroom and took out my yoga pants and a tank top. I was putting my towel back on the rod inside the bathroom when I heard my cell phone ring. I hurried over to it and answered before checking the caller ID:

"Hello?" I greeted.

"Bella, what did you do last night?" a female voice asked and I heard a baby whine in the background.

"What do you mean Rosalie?" I asked as I sat down on the bed and curled my feet underneath me.

"Emmett said that there is talk throughout the frat house that you and Alice were completely drunk at their party last night," Rosalie continued, "They said you left with Jacob Black and not long after that Edward came to the party looking for you guys. He ended up punching some guy in the face when they made the comment that you were with Jacob getting your freak on."

My eyes were wide and the pit of my stomach felt like it had dropped to the floor. Edward punched someone last night? Because someone said I was… Eww!

"Are you and Edward fighting or something?" Rosalie asked.

"No," I said quickly.

"What was Alice trying to do?" Rosalie spoke over me, "Emmett heard she grabbed one of the guys in the nether regions and asked if he wanted to play!"

"What?" I gasped but Rosalie just plowed over me, "He said that Jacob got you two out of there after that but what the hell! Emmett tried calling Edward this morning to find out what was going on but he wasn't answering his phone. He called Jasper and he didn't seem to even care that Alice was out doing that stuff. Did they breakup? How come no one tells me anything?"

"Rosalie calm down," I said, "Alice and Jasper are having issues but I don't think that they a broke up. I don't know where what she did came from but it might have had something to do with Jasper calling some girl name Maria."

"Maria?" Rosalie asked, "You mean like Maria his ex?"

That's it! That's why I thought her name was so familiar. Maria was the girl who got Jasper out of the closed world of computers and helped him to enjoy other spices in life. Ooo, What does that mean then if he called her? "I don't know possibly," I said.

"I wonder what going on with them?" Rosalie asked but didn't seem to expect an answer because she went right on to questioning me, "So what is this thing going on with you and Jacob Black? Emmett's pissed because he says the buzz is you are tired of Edward and are looking for some action with Jacob on the sly."

"WHAT!" I screeched and my head about exploded at my outburst but I fought through it. "Where the hell did that come from? Jake is like my brother and he is a good friend that's all. He's practically in love with Leah anyway."

"I heard that Leah broke it off the other day and Jacob is on the rebound," Rosalie said.

"What? I find that hard to believe I just saw them yesterday holding hands and soul kissing each other goodbye before I got to class. I don't get how this could be…" I said. "Their relationship is odd but…"

"Odd? How do you mean odd?" Rosalie asked.

I sighed wondering if I should even tell her. Was it my place to tell? Oh screw it! "They have an open relationship that's closed sexually."

"A what?" she asked completely confused.

"I know it sounds weird," I said, "They can date other people but they keep all the sexual stuff for themselves. Jacob calls it 'shopping without buying.' They made a deal when they first got together so that Leah's heart wouldn't be broken again. Long story… He says they like it that way but lately all I ever hear is how much he doesn't like some guy hitting on her and how she gets mad that he goes out to the frat house with their parties a.k.a. girls."

"So they don't want to admit that they love each other," Rosalie deduced.

"That's how I'm seeing it," I said, "but Rosalie you have got to know I wouldn't do that to Edward."

"I thought it sounded weird but I wasn't sure. I don't talk to you enough to know anymore," she said and then cooed at baby Declan who gurgled back.

"We'll need to rectify that but in the meantime can you please call Emmett and tell him I'm not looking to cheat on his brother?" I pleaded. God, I hope he didn't say any of this to Edward but my gut told me I wasn't going to be so lucky.

"I'll tell him but I'm not sure he'll believe me," Rosalie said, "I'll call you later."

"Bye," I said and hung up. Crap. What am I going to do? If Edward heard those rumors… CRAP!

A/N: Well I hope you liked it. Review and let me know your thoughts. They are good motivators ;) Have a Happy Thanksgiving! The next update I'm hoping will be the first weekend of December.