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Last Time-

I saw him clenching his jaw again, as he calmly raised his hand to his sunglasses, and remove them from his face.

He slowly turned his head in my direction, and I gasped out loud.

I found that I couldn't look away, almost like he held me in a trace, on the couch, as I locked eyes his blazing emerald green eyes.

BPOV

"Oh my god." I breathed out, covering my mouth with my hand.

"I didn't want you to find out like this." Edward spoke as he folded his sunglasses and hooked one of the arms in the collar of his shirt.

My head was spinning from all of today's events; first Charlie, now this, plus I had to face this new development without Charlie here this time to guide me.

I don't think today could've gone any worse then it already had.

"Edward, I think it's time for you to leave." I got up as I spoke, I wanted to stay strong in my decision, and I wouldn't be able to while looking at him.

"Bella, there's a lot I have to explain to you, but for now I think it would be best for you to come stay with me, and my family." I was already shaking my head at his suggestion, before he finished his sentence.

"I'm not leaving this house—no—I'm not staying with you." I answered as I began pacing; I was trying desperately to calm my nerves. I was already get worked up as soon I lay eyes on him, plus our little mini-make out session, and not to mention that he wanted me to stay with him.

Leave? Leave my childhood home? I don't think so. I was ready to combust right out of my skin.

"Bella, think rationally here, after Charlie's death what are you going to do, huh? You can't live and keep up this house by yourself." He said his voice rising slightly in the tiny living room. "Look there's this thing that some times happens to…us, it's called imprinting—" He stopped himself, shaking his head, before continuing again. "My family, we're different from others of our kind—"

"I don't WANT you to explain anything!" I yelled, interrupting him and turning in his direction, "I just want you to leave my house!" Pointing in towards the foyer, where the front door is located.

"DON"T raise your fucking voice at ME!" He seethed through gritted teeth, his hands clenching into fists at his sides.

"DON'T come in my house, telling me what to do!" I shot back. "You come here unexpectedly, after I find out that my father has suffered a fatal heart attack, then proceed to kiss me on his couch, and then you the ridiculous demand that I move in with you?! Hell I've only known you for two days Edward!" I paused for a breath but Edward cut in. "I told you it has to do with the imprinting thing!" He answered angrily. I kept going like he hadn't even spoken, "THEN, you have the fucking audacity to try and tell me what to say?"

"Bella, don't cuss at me." He said lowly, I noticed from the corner of my eye, he was pinching the bridge of his nose, with his eyes tightly clamped shut.

"Then leave." I shot back meekly, as I scrubbed the palms of my hands over my face; I felt a sudden wave of exhaustion wash over me.

"Fine," He started, eerily calm, "But Bella," I finally turned to face him, his blazing green eyes boring into me, making me squirm under his gaze, "I will be back, to take you with me…and you will come with me." He angrily stormed to the front door, "That's NOT a request!" He shouted over his shoulder, I winced as he slammed the front door, knocking the painting that was hung on the wall down.

I exhaled loudly, as I went over to take a seat on the couch. I landed heavily on the cushions, but was immediately assaulted with Edward's scent that still lingered on the couch's fabric. I groaned to myself standing up to drag myself up stairs, I went straight to my room and lay down on my bed.

I lay there thinking about today, I felt horrible for not thinking about Charlie earlier, but since Edward came over, other things came up. Despite his request, or demand rather, I blushed as I thought about us kissing. I couldn't help but wonder how far things would have progressed had I not interrupted us.

That answer was simple…too far.

I don't know how long I laid there in my bed before I felt my eyes begin to droop, and I quickly fell into a dreamless sleep.

**0000**

I was abruptly brought out of my slumber when I heard the house phone ringing, I groaned looking over at the alarm clock on my nightstand, 3:45 am. Who would be calling at this hour, I wonder. I quickly jumped out of bed, to answer the phone. I picked up the phone on its fourth ring, "Hello?" I answered breathlessly.

"Bella, it's Carlisle." He replied, I could tell by his tone it wasn't good.

"What happened?" I cried. I could already feel a few tears streak down my cheeks.

"I think it would be a wise decision for you to come down to the hospital now Bella." He said glumly. "If you need a ride, I can send Edward over—"

"NO!" I interrupted a little too sharply into the phone. "I mean that won't be necessary, I can get there myself, no need to disrupt him at this hour." I quickly explained.

"Okay, if you're sure." He prompted.

"Yeah, I will be there in about ten minutes Carlisle."

"Okay, I will see you, when you get here." With that he hung up.

I mumbled a 'bye' anyways, and hung the phone back on the receiver. I was still wearing the clothes I had worn yesterday, but didn't bother changing them before leaving.

As I walked out into the cold night air, towards my ancient truck I steeled myself, to say good-bye to Charlie.


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