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EPOV

Bella said she wanted comfort food – that meant not cooked food.

I ran after her and almost knocked into her since she was standing in the middle of the kitchen.

"Don't cook," I whispered. "I have a better idea."

"Like what? We have some bags of chips," Bella said, shrugging.

"I think we should visit Ronald McDonald." I grinned at her.

"That's a great idea, Edward! I haven't eaten at McDonald's in years." She lit up and looked so happy that it made me proud of my bright idea.

I took her small hand and led her out of the house. We drove to the first McDonald's and ordered two big meals with every not healthy food they had, including a few deserts and sodas. The clerk eyed us dubiously, but complied with our order. On the way back, we stopped at the first store and bought a few more bags of chips and a variety of chocolate.

When we returned home, we went upstairs to change in our pajamas to be comfortable then met in front of the TV with our junk food.

It's been a long time since I ate so much crap, but I needed it after my confession. I knew I needed to have a talk with Jazz and Rose, to clarify everything, but every time I tried something like that, it ended up in tears or shouts and some door being slammed then no words between us for days on end.

When I arrived in the sitting room, Bella already had a movie in the DVD and was waiting for me. I sat next to her and opened my cheeseburger.

"You don't mind that I chose?" she asked worried.

"I'd watch anything, though I have no idea how much I'd actually look at the movie. I may pass out after all these cheeseburgers." I laughed, biting on the one in my hands.

The movie turned out to be decent and Bella seemed to like the leading male actor because the next movie had him again. Thankfully, he was great at his job unlike other that only had the looks. By the end of the second movie, our junk food was over and we were sharing a bag of chocolate covered peanuts.

"Another one?" she asked hopefully as the credits rolled.

"I think it's enough for tonight. Thanks for listening to me." I kissed her temple, hugging her to my side. "Now, go to bed. You have school tomorrow."

Bella gave me an amused look. "You're doing it again."

"What?" I frowned, confused.

"Ordering me around. I know I have school. I just want to stay for a little while with you. Is that okay?" She looked at me pleadingly and I couldn't say no.

This girl had a great power over me. It worried me every time she tried to get too close. She wasn't ready for more as she said, but she was still a teenager and her hormones could dictate something else at times even though her brain was trying to rationalize.

I kept my arm around her shoulders and allowed her head to rest against my chest. We switched the TV on and flipped through the channels until I stopped at a TV show. Only when Bella laughed I thought that maybe she didn't like this type of shows.

"Don't worry," she whispered. "I like this."

"If you're tired, you should just go to bed," I advised her softly.

"No, no. I like it here."

I chuckled and kissed her head, squeezing my arms around her. Bella was too cute when she was fighting off sleep, which soon won and I had to carry her to bed. I didn't mind that part.

She was growing on me and the more time passed, the more I started thinking of her more and not as the young girl that I had to marry. I started noticing stuff – like how good some blouses fit her, like how addicted to her smile and laughter I was becoming, like how beautiful she was when she acted her true age and being all innocent.

I didn't allow myself to think of anything else because she was much too young for the turn my thoughts were taking sometimes.

Once Bella was tucked in, I went back downstairs to clean up. Not being tired, I ended up in front of the TV again, finishing the chocolate. I was afraid to go to bed. Considering I brought back my old demons, I was worried I'd have nightmares, and I definitely didn't miss them.

Right before I turned in – close to midnight – I sent Jazz a text. We had a rule about this. If someone left the house after an argument, he or she had to send me a text once they cooled down to let me know if they were alive.

I hope you're okay. Let me know.

I hit sent and settled under the covers. I couldn't sleep.

I tossed and turned for most of the night, sleeping only for a few hours and checking my phone every hour.

At six, I went downstairs to start the coffee and call my hotheaded little brother. While the coffee maker was doing its job, I dialed Jasper's number. It went straight to voicemail which was change especially for me. How sweet.

"Fuck off, Edward. I'll come back when I feel like it."

I put the phone next to me on the counter and sighed heavily. I tried my hand at cooking breakfast since I had a pretty good idea what to do, having cooked for my siblings for years until I met Carmen. I had no idea what I would have done without her – probably gone mad before I reached thirty.

"Hi!" Bella greeted me, hugging me from behind.

"Good morning." I turned to her and immediately averted my eyes. Damn. She was going to kill me, and she was doing it on purpose. "What are you wearing?"

She pouted, gripping the towel above her breasts. "Sorry. I had to wash off the grease and I don't think I feel up to eat breakfast." She looked sadly at the sausages and eggs.

"Are you not feeling well?" I asked worried, shifting to doctor mode almost instantly.

"Not really. Too much grease," Bella mumbled. She looked pale, true.

"Sit here." I helped her to a chair and then offered her a glass of orange juice and a small pill to help her with the nausea. "Do you want me to call the school?"

"I have to go. They'll think I'm chicken if I don't go after Hooters gave me detention."

"Bella, you're not feeling well," I insisted.

"I'll be okay. Don't worry, okay? I usually respond like this to too much junk food at once." She giggled softly. "But I don't regret our night."

"Okay, if you're sure. I'll drive you to school, but I'm not sure I can pick you up. My shift ends at six tonight."

"Alice will bring me back," she whispered. "Is there a time when you're not worrying about something?" she added curiously.

That caught me off guard and I shrugged. "I don't think so," I answered after thinking for a little while. "By the way, if Jazz returns in the meantime… Can you keep him home?"

"Aye!" She saluted me before getting up. "I'm going to get dressed. I feel a little better. Thanks." After kiss on my lips she was gone.

Did she have any idea what a tease she was? Probably not.

On the way to school, I told Bella to stop listening to everyone because that's what they wanted, and if they got a rise out of her – they won. And she didn't want that.

"Be good, and remember what I told you," I repeated after parking in front of her high school.

"Yeah, I'll try to listen to you. Have a good day." She kissed my cheek, patting my arm.

"You too." I cupped her cheek and resisted the sudden urge to kiss her in ways I was sure were inappropriate.

I watched as she walked to her building then started the car and drove to the hospital.

BPOV

Something had shifted after our conversation, and I could feel Edward was more open toward me. That made me happy, though, the story he told me made my heart ache for him. He gave up on college to come back to Seattle and raise his siblings, dealing with their tantrums and Jasper blaming Rosalie for everything. I bet it was difficult to be around two hurt, heartbroken, angsty teenagers and be partial considering they were your siblings. Edward was a great a person. He was so strong.

There were still many questions.

How did he return to med school? What determined him to do so?

Did he hold a grudge against Rosalie too?

Why did he care more for Jasper? Because that's what I saw over the past few weeks.

History passed too quickly for my liking. I was dreading English.

Alice stood by my side all the time and thankfully, when Hooters appeared in the class room, she didn't comment. It was almost over when I caught some glaring mistakes on the whiteboard.

English teacher to make such mistakes? She must be really dumb.

John and he's friend's went to the movies. There choice was an action movie.

"Do we have to find the mistakes in what you wrote?" I found myself asking.

Hooters whirled around with her hands on her hips.

"What mistakes, Swan? I'm merely showing you the tenses."

"Uh, I'm sorry but…there are three mistakes," I informed her, trying to be respectful.

"What are you talking about, girl?" she snapped, but I could tell some were on my side. They had seen the mistakes and were whispering, but no one had courage to confront her.

"Well, he's isn't written correctly, it should read H I S. The plural of friends doesn't have an apostrophe and there should be their," I told her in a matter of fact tone, feeling my face turning red. I knew she was going to give me another detention for humiliating her in front of everyone.

She turned to scan the whiteboard and quietly rectified the mistakes just as the bell rang.

"Hurry," Alice whispered urgently. "Let's go. Quick."

Just as we passed the front desk, Hooters called my name and told me to stay back. Shit.

Once the door was closed, she complimented me for finding the mistakes. I had no idea if she was bullshitting me, but she said that she did it on purpose. I got a little star in her notebook where she kept track of our activity in class. Then I was dismissed.

Alice was waiting outside the door. I explained what had happened she watched me shocked. My sentiments, exactly.

Math was as horrible as ever. I was going to need Edward's help again.

After Spanish class let out, I walked with Alice to the cafeteria. She kept pestering me about Jasper until I gave her his number just to make her stop asking. I wasn't sure he'd look at her that way because of what I'd seen, he was a huge tease and just about that. Frankly, he shouldn't think of more because she was too young, but who was I to talk?

Biology and P.E. went by so quick I had no idea when three o'clock hit.

"I'm driving you, right?" Alice asked as we stepped out of the school.

"You can even stay over for a while," I agreed.

Our plans were turned upside down when I saw who was in the parking lot attracting many looks. Everyone was staring.

"O. M. G.!" Alice squeaked. "He rides a bike!"

"Alice, chill. Please," I begged her. "Go to your car. I'll call you."

Thankfully, she listened and I walked to Jasper and his Harley. He threw me a sly smile and wrapped his arm around me.

"Hey, Bella. Surprised?"

"You can say that. What do I owe this surprise to?"

"Can't I pick you up?" He pouted for effect.

"You can, but Edward will be upset," I said worried.

"I don't care about Edward now. Hop on, or are you afraid?" Jazz teased me.

I caught Alice's eye as I straddled the bike. I waved to her before taking the helmet from Jasper's hands and putting it on my head. He put his on then wrapped my arms around his waist.

"Hold on tightly," he said over his shoulder then gunned the engine.

The feeling was like nothing else and once we were moving, I could feel my adrenaline spiking up.

Jasper was so sure on the way he rode the bike that I didn't fear for my life even for a second. He parked in front of the house then took the bike to the garage. That meant he was staying.

"Uh, why is Edward home?" he asked me as we stepped inside the house.

"He's at work," I told him confused.

"His car is in the garage."

Before I could answer, we came face to face with an angry Edward that was sporting a bruise on his cheek and had cotton stuck up one of his nostrils.

"You okay, bro?" Jasper asked worried.

"Don't mind me. It was just a kid in pain that arranged my face," he explained. "What I want to know is why you endangered Bella's life and brought her home on your bike?"

"Bro, she was safe."

"No, she wasn't!" Edward shouted. "Do you have a driver license?" he asked me seriously.

I shook my head, feeling scolded again. We had to talk about his father figure personality.

"I'll personally take care of your lessons and buy you a car. You're not allowed to go anywhere near his bike, are we clear, Bella?" he asked gravely.

I nodded, looking down. "He just wanted to help." I took Jasper's side.

"I bet. You, kitchen. Now." Edward pointed to Jasper then turned on his heels and marched to the kitchen.

"I missed the scolding," he mumbled under his breath. "He's not mad with you, okay?"

"I know. Don't let him be too hard on you," I whispered.

Jazz grinned and winked before disappearing into the kitchen.

~R (addicted-to-romione-bedward)

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