Sorry this took so long. I don't own anything…

BPOV

"Bella, go freshen up, we need to talk to Dimitri…alone."

I had been distracted and nervous when we walked in and saw Dimitri standing there with Emmett. I quickly came out of my haze when I was thrown into the land of confusion by hearing Edward tell me to freshen up.

I complied, though, because I didn't really want to hear more than I should.

I closed the door behind me as I walked into the guest bedroom and sighed heavily. I was drained emotionally and physically from all of the drama from the day.

I had gone from trying to do something nice by ironing for Edward to being interrogated by Detective Black all in under 10 hours.

I washed my face and climbed onto the bed to read. I didn't know how long it would be before Edward and Emmett and Dimitri were done talking. I knew, though, that I had no business being anywhere near them as they talked. I wasn't one of them and I needed to stay away from anyone that knew about Charlie other than Emmett and Edward.

I couldn't help but berate myself for giving in and breaking down with Edward. I had totally used him as a crutch and it was wrong of me. He had done so much to help me. Even considering the circumstances, he had helped me. And all I had done was cause him and Emmett trouble and lay my problems on him.

Somewhere between self loathing and trying to read I drifted off to sleep. My dreams weren't that vivid this time. At one point I felt very warm like I had when Edward had carried me before. I could smell him and hear his breathing as if he were really next to me in bed. In that moment I felt so happy that he was close I didn't want him to leave. I didn't want him to let go. I couldn't let him go. My dream was so vivid I could hear him in my sleep whispering to me.

It was the best sleep I'd had in a long time.

I woke up to the sound of Edward and Emmett singing and laughing and banging around in the living room.

I could smell Edward around me and wondered why it was so strong. It made me feel comforted but I longed to be near him like I had been in the elevator.

When I rolled over I heard the crinkling of paper. I opened my eyes to see a note on the pillow next to me.

Bella-

Emmett and I are drinking in the living room. We'll be here all night. So if you wake up and want to come hang out with us that would be rad.

-Edward

I smiled. It was nice for him to invite me to the party they were having. Although, I was nervous about the drinking part. The only people I had been around that drank were Charlie and his friends. Somewhere in my heart I knew they wouldn't hurt me like Charlie had, but I was still nervous about being near people drinking.

I folded the note up and used it as a bookmark from where I had dropped my book. The noise had died down from the living room. I thought it might be a good idea to check on them—to see if they'd passed out.

I didn't want to wake them if they were sleeping so I quietly walked down the hall. I heard Emmett talking and stopped in my tracks.

"When are you gonna tell her how you feel about her?"

I heard Edward smirk-laugh. He sounded nervous.

"Fuck if I know."

There was a pause.

"Man up, Edward. You need to put yourself out there for her. I did it for Rosie and look what happened."

I was stunned.

More scared that they would hear me and yell at me for eavesdropping, I turned back into the bedroom and shut the door.

I climbed back into the bed and tried to focus.

My heart was beating hard in my chest and my eyes were stinging. I was still confused. I had convinced myself that I was nothing but a burden to him and here I was hearing that he didn't know how he felt about me.

I had started to calm down when I heard them banging down the hallway shushing each other.

There was a light knock at the door and then I saw them fall through the door. They were very, very, very drunk.

My nervousness had died down enough that I was entertained by their intoxication and their boyish behavior.

"Hi boys."

"Hi Bella!" They yelled in unison. It was surprising to see how coordinated their brains were when their bodies weren't.

They were incredibly loud- apparently they were deaf when they started drinking.

I couldn't help but giggle. Edward smiled with a goofy grin on his face that only made my head swim.

They seemed pretty drunk and I wondered if they'd need help.

"Do you guys need help getting to your rooms?"

I had asked with the utmost sincerity. But I felt instantly bad and insignificant when Emmett started laughing.

"What's so funny, Emmett? I can help out, can't I?"

I was starting to tear up. I couldn't figure out why, really, other than feeling like I wasn't good enough to help them.

Emmett's laughter started to die down and he shifted between me and Edward. Edward looked like he was going to shove Emmett.

"Edward doesn't need any help getting to his room, Bella."

I was immediately confused. Edward groaned loudly and started to roll his head like he was getting angry and stretching out his neck. I knew drunk meant angry.

I shook my head, still confused, and wondered if things were about to turn ugly.

Emmett was still smiling.

"Bella, this is Edward's room…heh heh..so you don't need to help him!"

Fear and shock ran through me.

Edward started cursing and mean mugging Emmett. I looked at Edward and then back at Emmett. Emmett seemed pretty proud to have shared the information with me, but Edward seemed furious.

"Edward? Is that true?" I took a huge risk asking him when he had the look on his face that he did. But I had to know.

He cursed more and then nodded.

He drunkenly tried to offer an explanation. I shook my head and started to climb out of bed. I could tell that he wasn't mad at me so I pushed.

"It's not time for that now. You boys need water and Tylenol before you crash. I'll be right back with two glasses and a pitcher of water. Emmett, you should sit down before you fall."

I was nervous around Edward. I felt a pull towards him that I kept trying to stand on the edge of. It was easier for me to talk to Emmett and tell him what to do. It made me feel like it made Edward angry at me, like his feelings were hurt for me ignoring him.

When I walked back into the bedroom I saw Emmett passed out on the floor. It made me smile that such a big guy could look like such a cute kid sleeping on the floor.

Edward was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed rolling his head back and forth.

I assumed he wasn't mad, so I didn't speak up loudly. Plus I didn't want to wake Emmett.

"Edward, are you okay?"

He stopped rolling his head. He opened his eyes and looked down at me with a solemn look on his face.

His voice was deep and he spoke with such calm emotion.

"Bella, I needed to tell you… I'm sorry."

I was confused again. I looked into his eyes to try and search for some explanation but I didn't understand the look in his eyes.

"I don't understand."

I was still looking at him when I felt his hands rest on my hips. At first I was startled but then it felt right. Strange and right.

Edward dropped his head and nuzzled my hair. I rested my head on his chest and took a deep breath. It was like the dream I'd had.

"Bella," he sighed heavily, "I need you to know I really fuckin' care about you. I want to be with you."

A/N: night night.