This one's a little longer.

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The days were passing by quickly it seemed. I was so absorbed with staring at Edward for the most part, that I didn't know if anything was happening.

The doorbell rang, and I got up to answer it, as Elizabeth had gone back to work and I didn't want Edward to over exert himself.

"I got it!" I said.

"Thanks," Edward replied in a very sarcastic tone. "Your so helpful Bella," he muttered.

"I heard that," I hollered back at him.

"Good!"

I giggled and opened the door.

I was instantly airborne.

"Squirt!" Cried Emmett. "I haven't seen you in a bazillion years!"

I saw Rose roll her eyes and then heard her say, "I doubt it's been that long."

"Oh it has. It has been forever. What's the matter Bells? You don't like living with your brother and father? I'm crushed. I never see you anymore."

"I went home yesterday!" I protested. "It's not my fault that you weren't home when I was there."

"Well maybe if you had called, I could have made arrangements so that I could have been home, when you stopped by!"

"That's not my responsibility!" I said stomping my foot on the ground.

"No your responsibility, is hovering over me, and then calling my mom every five minutes and letting her know that I'm still breathing."

Emmett, Rosalie, and I all spun around and saw Edward standing in the doorway looking at us.

"Edward!" Rosalie squealed and ran towards him.

"Eddie!" Emmett cried, and was running with Rose toward him.

"Stop! Be Careful! Ugh! Don't squeeze him too hard!" I cried, in full-on panic mode.

I cringed over and over again.

"Bella, it's okay relax," Edward said, "I'm not going to break I promise."

"I know but…" I said shifting from foot to foot.

"It's not like I had bone cancer or anything…"

I instantly frowned. He knew that I hated talking about his cancer. It made me extremely uncomfortable.

"Come give me a hug Bella," Edward encouraged. "Don't you want to give your boyfriend a hug?"

He smiled that crooked smile, and there was a light pink flush in his cheeks, that hadn't been there when he first came home form the hospital. Elizabeth and I had been feeding him real food, and not that crap they served in the hospital.

"Yes Bells! Come join our group hug!" Emmett said.

I looked at Rosalie and we both rolled our eyes, at the immaturity level of our boyfriends.

"Okay so we brought… Iron Man, The Strangers, and The Dark Knight. Do those work?" Rose asked, when we finished our group hug.

"Ugh. Anything but The Strangers. That movie sucked." I said.

Edward nodded his head in agreement.

"Okay so we how about we start with Iron Man?" Emmett suggested.

We all nodded.

"Okay. So I'll put the movie in, and how about Bella goes and makes us some delicious treats to go along with it?"

I glared at Emmett and his chauvinistic ways. "How about you learn to cook Emmett, since you're always the one that wants the food!" I said, while I stomped into the kitchen.

I flung open the microwave and put a package of light butter popcorn in, and set the timer for three minutes.

"Bella," I heard Edward call, I spun around and saw him walking towards me.

"Oh Edward, can I fix you anything to eat? Go sit down and relax. Oh, and tell me the second you get tired of Rose or Em, and I will swiftly kick them out the house. Promise."

Edward chuckled. "Okay Bella. Um… would you mind making me something sweet… please?"

"Of course not. What did you have in mind?" I asked, as I opened the refrigerator door, and began rummaging inside. "What about a milkshake?"

"Yeah, that sounds really good. Thanks."

"Your welcome Love. Now go sit down or something and I'll bring it right out to you."

I began to make Edward's milkshake, and then caved and decided to make one for Emmett and Rose as well. Rose probably wouldn't drink hers and claim that she's 'watching her figure,' and then Emmett would drink hers for her.

I pulled out an old tray that Liz had sitting on the kitchen countertop and loaded the bowl of popcorn, and the milkshakes that I had made onto it.

"Here it is," I called, placing the tray on the coffee table.

Emmett instantly grabbed a handful of popcorn and shoved it into his mouth, and then made a face.

"What the hell is this Bella?" He asked.

"Popcorn." I responded.

"Yeah, I know that. It's popcorn with no butter or salt. Who the hell eats this shit?"

I shot Emmett a look, and he instantly stopped talking.

I grabbed Edward's milkshake and went to sit next to him on the sofa, and handed it to him.

"Thanks." Edward said. He took a big gulp and then made a face.

"What's wrong?" I asked. "Does it taste bad?"

I snatched the glass right out of Edward's hands before he had a chance to respond, and took a sip myself.

It tasted fine. I thought I did a pretty good job myself.

I handed the drink back to Edward, who took it back and looked at it questionably.

"It taste's fine," I whispered.

He looked distraught.

"Rose! Here, taste this!" Edward demanded.

"Um. No. Swimsuit season." She said.

"I'll do it." Emmett said gleefully.

He took the drink and took a hearty sip.

"Tastes good to me."

Edward glared at him, and then stood up and stalked out of the room.

Crap.

"What'd I do?" Emmett asked. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong Em," I said sighing. I got up and followed Edward.

I found him sitting on his bed in his room, pulling his hair.

"It's only temporary." I said, leaning on the doorframe.

"How do you know?"

"Um the doctor said so. Remember? I'm pretty sure you were there." I said sarcastically.

"Yeah well he said a lot of things."

"I'm pretty sure you should trust him on this okay?"

"Like I trusted the doctor when he told me I had the flu."

"Dr. Clearwater is just a general practitioner. Dr. Crowley is an oncologist. He specializes in this stuff Edward. Trust him."

He didn't respond.

"The funky taste thing will go away. Just give it time. Now come on, you're being a bad host." I said teasingly.

"Can you just… ask them to leave… please Bella." He asked, avoiding looking at me.

"You begged me to let them come over, all week Edward! You said that you wanted to be with other people outside of me and Liz."

"I don't fell good anymore."

"You've felt fine all week. And now we get in a fight, and you want to be sick."

"I don't know how I'm going to feel Bella. Okay?"

I glared at him.

He glared at me.

"I'm taking a nap," he murmured.

I turned around and stalked out of his room and into the family room.

Rose and Emmett were whispering among themselves when I walked into the family room.

I cleared my throat, and they both spun around and looked at me.

"Um. Edward's not feeling… very well right now. So. Er. I think that it would be best if you two left."

Rose nodded and Emmett came up to me and kissed my cheeks.

"You okay?" He asked.

"Yeah I'll be home tonight," I whispered to him.

I walked them to the door, and waved bye as they got into Emmett's car and pulled out of the driveway.

X

I sat in the living room tow hours later, wishing that I would have left with Rose and Emmett.

I felt uncomfortable being in Edward's house. I was ready to leave.

"Bella?" I heard a hoarse voice mutter.

"Are you feeling better?" I asked.

"A little bit."

It was quiet… and awkward. Edward and I never had awkward silences.

"Bella, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you like that."

"It's fine Edward. I wasn't thinking. I forgot that you weren't feeling completely better. It's my fault."

"Bella, will you at least look at me please."

I turned around to look at him, when I heard the garage door open.

Yes. I can go home.

"Hey you two! How was your day?" Elizabeth asked walking into the house.

"Fine Elizabeth. How was yours?" I asked before Edward could start some dramatic conversation.

"It was good Bella, thanks."

She opened her mouth to say something but I cut her off.

"Well, there are sandwiches in the fridge, with some lettuce, cheese, tomatoes and such. I think Emmett's outside waiting for me. So, I'll see you two tomorrow.

"Are you not spending the night dear?" Elizabeth asked as I sprinted to the door.

"Not tonight. Sorry Liz." I hollered.

I flung the door open and sprinted out to the curb, where Emmett was waiting for me.

"You okay Bells?" He asked.

"Yeah. Lets… lets just go home please."

X

I had just finished my shower. It was a thirty minute long shower. And being the only girl in a house with two guys, this was not normally tolerated. But neither dad nor Em said anything to me.

It might have been that I baked them a lemon cake before the shower. But I don't know.

"Night guys." I hollered from the stairs.

"Night Bells," they hollered back, simultaneously.

X

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

I groaned and began to sit up.

"No you don't." Said somebody. And I was pushed back down onto the bed.

I blinked a couple of times, until I recognized a blond head.

"Stop Rose. I have to get ready so I can go over to Edwards."

"Actually Bella… Emmett and I were talking and we decided that you need a day off."

I blinked at her. What was she talking about?

"So I'm going to go to Edward's today, and I'm loaning Emmett to you today!" Rose said cheerfully.

"You're loaning my brother to me. How kind," I said sarcastically. "I have to go to Edward's Rose. We need to talk. We got mad at each other last night.

"Fine," Rose said.

That was too easy.

"You two can talk tomorrow. You and Emmett are going to Port A. today."

"Nobody calls it that."

"They will eventually." She hollered.

I grinned. It actually sounded like a good idea. I got out of bed and through on some clothes.

I grabbed Rose's hand, and pulled her downstairs, to where Emmett was waiting.

"You guys ready?" He asked with his keys in his hands.

'Yeah."

We all plied into Emmett's/My car, and headed to Edward's house.

As Emmett pulled up to Edward's house, I felt guilty. I shouldn't let Rose go. I wanted to be with Edward.

"Rose…" I began.

"No Bella. You are going with Emmett today." She said opening the car door.

"But…"

"No buts."

"At lease tell him, that I'm going to come over tonight… please."

"Okay. Bye Bella, bye Emmy"

I gagged.

"Bye Rosie."

Emmy and I watched Rose run up, to Edward's front door and ring the bell.

"Come sit up here next to your favorite brother," Emmett said, patting the now vacant seat next to him

I rolled my eyes, and then climbed over Emmett and sat in the front seat.

The second, by butt hit the seat, Emmett slammed on the gas, and I gave one longing glance at Edward's house.

X

Edward's P.O.V.

"I'm sure she's coming mom. Don't worry, just go to work." I said.

"I don't want you here by yourself though Edward."

"I'll be okay mom. I promise."

Where was Bella? She was probably still mad at me. God I was such an asshole yesterday.

Ding.

"That must be Bella," mom said, walking toward the door. "I thought you gave her a key though Edward."

"I did."

She opened the door, and I had an apology on the tip of my tongue, and then I realized that it was Rosalie.

"Rose!" Mom exclaimed. "It's great to see you again, how are you?"

"Don't you have to get to work mom?" I asked, eager to have her out of the house.

"You don't mind staying with him Rose do you? Just until Bella gets here."

"Actually… that's why I'm here. Bella couldn't make it, so I told her that I'd come."

"Oh? Well I hope that Bella's doing alright."

Rose just smiled.

"See you two later." Mom called over her shoulder.

We both watched her leave, until we heard the door slam shut, and the garage open and close.

"Where's Bella?" I asked, trying to stay calm.

"She and Emmett are going up to Port A for the day."

"I need to talk to her. And what the hell is 'Port A'?"

"She said something about needing to talk to you. And it's Port Angeles. Duh."

"Well, if she needed to talk to me, why didn't she come talk to me."

"Because, I suggested that she go with Emmett."

I opened my mouth, to retort back, when Rose started walking towards the kitchen, leaving me standing there.

"So what do you want to do today?" She asked.

"I don't need a babysitter!" I yelled after her, before following her into the kitchen.

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