Hello lovelies. Sorry about the wait! I really am.

Here's chapter 11.

"My beautiful Bellarina." he whispered, looking up at me. "I've found you at last."

Bella's Point Of View:

"Edward?" I asked, even though it was obviously him.

"Bella." he whispered. He staggered forward a little, and I reflexively began to close the door on him. "Don't Bella." he told me in a warning tone, and pushed it open with his hand.

"Why are you- what are you doing here?" I asked, trying to hide the fear in my voice.

"I've been searching for you."

"Why?"

"Because I love you."

"I think- I think that m-maybe you should leave..." I mumbled, looking down at the ground. Edward said nothing. The room went completely silent, which was even more frightening than Edward's arrival. Finally, I heard him take in a large breath. I peered up at him, and he was pinching the bridge of his nose, eyes closed, as he tried to calm down.

"Isabella, I don't think you understand." he said, gritting his teeth, but staying in the same position.

"Understand what?"

"Now that I've found you, don't expect to escape again so quickly." he smirked at me. "You're mine, whether you like it or not."

"Edward, I have a boyfriend." I whispered.

"What?" he practically shouted. "Please repeat that, Isabella. I'm not sure if I heard you correctly."

"I have a boyfriend." I squeaked, again. I tried to look away, but Edward grabbed my chin, clenching it tightly. "Ow. Edward, stop. Please."

"Where's your boyfriend?" he spat angrily.

"I don't- I'm not sure. He doesn't live here." Edward squeezed my jaw even tighter for a second, before quickly letting go. He shoved my inside, and shut the door behind him.

"I've missed you." he told me. I said nothing. "Have you missed me?"

"No."

"That hurts." he pretended to be hurt. "I'm really wounded." I bit my tongue to hold back from making a sarcastic remark. He flashed me his crooked smile, and I swear I felt my stomach do a flip. He looked so perfect when he did that grin. I wanted to- wait! No. No, this is Edward we're talking about. Why am I even thinking about his godly perfection?

Oh, God. I needed help. He was my half brother for God's sake. Sure, he was incredibly attractive, but this couldn't be happening. I couldn't like him. Could I?

"Isabella?" Edward called, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"What?"

"I'm sorry for whatever I did to make you leave." he told me, and I could tell he meant it. His voice was soft and careful. "I really did miss you."

"I know, Edward, I know." I tried to smile at him, but I was still confused about my thoughts. Maybe I really did like Edward like that... It wouldn't be the worst thing in the world, would it? I mean, yeah, incest is wrong, but it's legal in New Jersey... We could just move there.

Was I really considering this? What happened to being anti-Edward? I hated Edward... At least, I thought I did. But seeing him again, made me feel suddenly safe. I wasn't worried about him searching for me, and so far, he hasn't been too uncontrollable. He seems hurt about my leaving him, and that does make me feel a bit awful. I'm not a heartless bitch; I do care about Edward. I love him even, I just don't love him the way that he loves me.

"You know, I really do love you." he whispered, pain filling his eyes. "And I know you don't love m-"

"I never said that." I told him, cutting him off.

"You're afraid of me." he stated.

"Yes. I am. Edward, you terrify me," He looked about ready to cry, so I continued. "but, I never said I don't love you."

"So you do?" he looked doubtfully at me. I thought about it. Did I love Edward? He was beautiful, even I couldn't deny that, but there was also a monster in him that he couldn't control. Sometimes it would over power him, and that's when I'd become afraid again. It came out when he grabbed at my chin once he found out about Alec, and it's come out many times before. But I could see him trying to control himself, trying to defeat the monster inside him, no matter how hard it was. He was always conflicted. But that's what I appreciated about him. He tried. He'd try to get rid of it for me, because he loved me.

"I- I don't- I'm not sure." I finally spoke up.

"How can you not be sure? You either love someone, or you don't."

"Well, I'm not sure." I said again.

"Do you love your boyfriend?" he spat, growing annoyed. That was another thing. Alec was the sweetest, most caring guy I'd ever met. He was adorable, and I really liked him. A lot. But I wasn't so sure that I loved him.

"That's none of your business." I mumbled.

"Fair enough." he sighed. I tried to hide a yawn, but Edward, of course, noticed. "You're tired." he said.

"A little." I admitted.

"I don't want to keep you up."

"It's fine. Do you have anywhere to stay?" I asked.

"No. I'll probably just find a cheap motel, or something." His eyebrows furrowed and I could tell he never really thought about it until now.

"Don't be silly, Edward. You can stay here." I told him. I figured I should at least try to be nice since he was doing the same.

"What about your boyfriend?"

"He'll survive. C'mon." I led him to my bedroom. "You can sleep in here. I'll sleep on the couch."

"No. I'll sleep on the couch. I'm not going to take your bed, Isabella."

"Just take the bed, Edward."

"No."

"I don't want to argue. You're not sleeping on the couch."

"Neither are you."

I sighed and got in the bed. He smirked and began to exit the room. "What did I just tell you?" I demanded before he was gone.

"But you're-"

"Get your ass in this bed." I said, unable to prevent myself from rolling my eyes.

"Are you sure?" he seemed hesitant.

"As long as you promise not to try anything. Then yes. I'm sure."

"I promise." he smiled that crooked smile and crawled into the opposite side of the bed.

I apologize if this chapter is confusing and horrible! I'm writing it at 4:00 in the morning, and I've had a shitty couple of months and my mind is all confusing right now, so it may reflect in this chapter a bit. Please don't hate me for that. I'll try to get back in the flow of writing!