Chapter Eleven

Disclaimer: Twilight and its characters are the property of Stephenie Meyer. This story however, is mine, and all similarities to real persons are just that, similarities. Hope you enjoy this journey with me.

No, I am not evil. I hope this chapter makes up for the cliffy last time; it's bigger (TWSS) than any chapter published to date, and you get to see a little Big Bro / Little Sis interaction as well!

"What the fuck are you doing here, Black?"

"Well, Cullen, shouldn't I be asking you that? This is my fiancée's apartment after all." He crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the door jam.

"Last I heard, asshole, Bella asked you to leave and never come back. I suggest you take her advice and do just that."

Jake stuck a meaty paw between the door and the frame, and pushed it back as I tried to shut the door in his face.

"So I guess the pussification of Edward Cullen is complete, huh? Don't think I didn't notice how you've trailed after Bella like a little lost puppy, pretty boy. And now you're here to pick up my sloppy seconds. Tsk, Tsk, Tsk. Edward, I really thought you were more of a man than that."

"Get over yourself, Black. Is there a reason why you're here or are you just here to harass Bella some more?"

Jacob ran a hand through his hair. "Look, I'm really sorry I said what I said. I just need to talk to her; I didn't know that was her up on that stage or I never would have said those things and I would have made damn sure the rest of the guys didn't either."

I clenched my fists at my side, seething in anger; the last thing I wanted was for Bella to wake up and hear more crap coming from his mouth.

"See, Jacob, that's the problem." I shoved my index finger in his chest to emphasize my point. "You should have known that was her. You've been with Bella since high school. You were her fiancé. If anyone should have known that was her, it should have been you."

"She was wearing a mask! And she was all… trussed up and shit! Maybe if she didn't act like such an old prude all of the time-"

I'd had about enough of his mouth at that point. My fists wrapped themselves in his shirt as I spun him around and slammed him against the wall outside the front door.

"Face it, Black. You fucked up big time. Now Bella knows just what a creep you are. Do you know what it was like for me to hide your extracurricular activities from her, to keep her heart from breaking over you? How many of them did you take home at night, Jake? Huh? Was it worth it?" I slammed his back into the wall again.

He tried shoving back at me, but the adrenaline coursing through my veins had imbued me with super-human strength. "You, know Edward, for someone who says he's Bella's friend, you sure have a funny way of showing it. Let's say you saw me with all these different women, huh? As Bella's friend, shouldn't you have been the first one to tell her what you saw? What you thought was going on? You're so fucking pussy whipped, and you aren't even getting any of that."

Fuck this shit.

I hauled my fist back and with another satisfying crunch, punched him in the face for the millionth time that night. Blood spurted from his nose and across my face and shirt.

"Get the fuck away from here, and don't come back. Don't call Bella. Don't text her, don't even take out a billboard asking for forgiveness. She's done with you, if it's the last thing I do."

I hauled him from the wall and shoved his ass down the stairs. Alice was passing him on the way back up and she rolled her eyes at me as she came to a stop on the landing.

"'Morning, sis." I tried wiping as much of the blood off of my face with the bottom of my shirt as I could before Alice could see the damage under the porch light.

"Edward, what the hell is wrong with you?" She slapped me on the backside of my head with her purse.

"What? He showed up, I put him in his place, it's all good." Alice hit me on the back of the head again with her purse as she followed me back into the apartment.

"Ow! Will you stop hitting me already?"

Alice ripped off her jacket, threw it and her purse down on the couch on top of Bella's quilt and started berating me with her hands on her hips.

She looked just like Mom and it was just as scary.

"Edward Anthony Cullen, as I live and breathe! Don't think I haven't figured out what all of this was about. Now that Bella has finally tossed Jake aside you want her for yourself, don't you?"

Guess I hadn't hidden my feelings for Bella all that well the last few years.

"Uh-"

"I saw the look on your face every time I caught you looking up at her on that stage during rehearsals. Don't you dare lie to me, big brother."

"Um, well, you see-"

She held her hand up in front of her face. "Stop. Just stop right there. She's vulnerable right now; the last thing she needs after that- dog finally dropped his façade is for you to come charging in to save the day. Again."

"Oh, come on! I'm not go-"

Her eyes narrowed and she hit me again. This was getting real old, real fast.

"I'm not stupid, Edward. You need to give her some time to heal, to find herself. For the last decade she's been Jake's girlfriend, Jake's fiancée. She needs time to figure out who she is without Jake for a change."

She huffed and threw herself down on the couch. "By the way you look like shit." She looked up at me, wrinkling her nose at the Jacob's blood on my shirt.

I chuckled. "He looks a lot worse, trust me."

I told Alice I was going to head home to shower and change and that I would come back a little later after a quick nap with some coffee and donuts.

I'd just have to remember to get Bella her mocha. It is her favorite.

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