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Previously of 'You Found Me'

"Hey Edward, I got my stuff. Are you ready to go-" Bella says, stopping in her tracks when she spots Brad.

Brad stares wide eyed at Bella. "Um..." He turns, giving me a pointed look. "You know Bella?"

I move to stand in front of Bella, glaring at him and daring him to say something. "Yeah..."

We stood like that for what felt like hours, just staring at each other - neither of us moving to break the ice. There was just too much tension.

Silently, I grab hold of Bella and our cart. I walk us over to the register, not daring to look back.

Something's up, and I'm going to find out what.

Chapter 14: Confusion

BPOV

Uncomfortably I followed Edward to the register, trying not to look back at Brad. I could feel his eyes burn holes into my back with every passing minute, so when the cashier finally handed Edward back his change, I was the first to grab on to the cart and race towards the car. Edward must have understood my reasoning because he was jogging to catch up with me. We threw the purchases in the back without bothering to put back the cart, and pulled out of the parking lot. The moment the market was out of view, I breathed a sigh of relief, relaxing against my head rest. Edward snuck his hand into mine, squeezing it lightly and giving me a gentle smile.

Other than that, the ride back was uneventful.

Once we got to the house, we unloaded the groceries and took turns changing in the bathroom. When it was my turn, I didn't waste any time soaking my face in water. It felt good to have the cool water there. I reached for my towel and started patting my face in an attempt to dry it.

That's when I saw him.

At least, I think it was a him. I held in a scream when I noticed something in the tree by my bathroom window. Trying not to show that I noticed it, I quickly averted my eyes back to the towel in my hands.

It was probably a bird.

You didn't see it clearly.

Most likely nothing.

I looked back towards the reflection of the tree in my mirror and sure enough, nothing was in the tree. I couldn't help but laugh at myself - here I was getting worried for nothing.

I got all my ducks in a row, got my pj's on, and headed towards the kitchen where I knew Edward was.

"You okay?" he asked, seeming to catch my confusion from moments ago.

"Yeah, I'm fine..." I told him, looking down at my fingers.

"That whole thing with Brad..."

"Jacob probably still hasn't had the chance to explain everything to him." I reasoned.

"But something doesn't make sense Bella," he said, moving closer. "He doesn't know you. He doesn't know who that 'Bella' looked like. He just knows that there was one. So how did he know to call you Bella?"

Oh my gosh.

He's right. I really didn't think about that, not even when he acknowledged me by name. It didn't faze me at all. How does he know me?

Suddenly that thing from the window popped into my thoughts.

NO! I already told myself that was nothing. Could I have been wrong?

I must have been quiet too long because the next thing I knew, Edward had his arms around me, rocking me back and forth as we sat on the couch. The news hit me like a brick and all I could feel was confusion.

How DID Brad know me?

?POV

I can't be 100% sure if she saw me or not. She looked my way, but she could have thought I was a bird - most usually do.

I'll have to be more careful.

Taking my final picture for the night, I covered my face with my hat and hopped off the tree. Boss is going to be happy with this delivery.

Wonder how this chick got involved with him...

BrPOV

I couldn't help but feel jealous when I saw Bella. She's a lot more gorgeous in person and that irritated me to no end.

She even looked happy before she noticed me. She doesn't even know the kind of damage she's caused to Jake, that she's making his life hell.

Yeah yeah, I don't know the whole story yet. But I do know this, Jake's going to fight to protect her. Whether they had just met or had been friends forever, he will do everything possible to protect her. That's just the way he is, and the actions that he makes because of it scare me.

Arriving back home, I waste no time dropping off the bags in the kitchen and rushing to bed. It's been a long day and I know tomorrow is just going to be longer.

EPOV

'Crap' I thought, sitting up on the couch and cracking my back. Why do I keep falling asleep like this?

Bella.

Quickly I turn to her see her sleeping form laying next to where I originally was, clutching onto my shirt. I can't help but smile at the mere sight of her. How'd I get so lucky? My high school self would have never thought in a million years he would be within even a five feet radius of her; now here we are lying on the same couch.

That's life for you.

As quietly as I could, I slowly try to untangle myself from Bella's legs and her hand that's gripping my shirt. I need to hurry up; having a small bladder has never been an advantage.

Once out of the maze, I practically sprint towards the bathroom hoping I make it on time.

Finally feeling relieved, I head back into the living room to find Bella hasn't moved from her spot.

Well, she's not up to make breakfast this time. Might as well make myself useful.

I head to the kitchen, looking through the shelves for a pan of some sort. Where the heck did I put them last?

I can only imagine what some might think if they could see me now. How does he not know where his pans are? Isn't he the owner of a restaurant? Well, that's the irony of it. I very rarely cook, even for myself - I can't even remember the last time I cooked for myself. It's usually either Alice or the restaurant who makes the food. Now, that doesn't mean I can't cook at all. I just.. haven't been.

I must have finally found the right shelf because just as I opened the door, everything came crashing down. Pans, pots, even covers came crashing like an avalanche right in front of my feet and making a shrieking sound. I rushed to try and stop the reverberating sound coming from the pots, but it didn't come to any good use. Not five minutes later, a sleepy Bella slowly walks into the kitchen rubbing the sleep away from her eyes.

"We really need to stop falling asleep on the couch," she says, smiling and bending down to help pick up the mess.

I laugh, trying to reorganize everything. "How were you able to get the pans so easily?"

"You left some in the oven." I looked at her, shocked and unable to believe her words.

She widens her eyes, testing me, and points to the oven.

Sure enough, two pans and one pot both sat in the middle of the oven. All I can do is glare at the objects as Bella laughs at my mistake.

What can you do?

I hope this answered a few questions and gave you a few hints on what could be going on.

Next chapter: Jake reveals all and Edward gets suspicious.

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- B