BPOV

I sighed as Edward pulled up in the parking lot. Jessica stood with Angela making an obvious effort to ignore Jack, who was on the opposite side of the parking lot with his friends.

"What the hell is wrong with him? Read his mind," I ordered Edward, who sat beside me with an indulgent smile on his face that annoyed me.

"Bella, it was the first thing I did when I got in close enough radius to him. Like yesterday, there's nothing there to tell me what's wrong," he said as he linked our hands together.

I glared through the heavy rain in Jack's direction. "How is that even possible? How can he not have anything up there to tell us what the crap he's doing?"

Edward chuckled, leaning over to run his fingers through my hair before tucking it behind my ear. "A lot of people, when their upset or angry, can focus their thought's. Kind of like how you did with me when I was away."

I scowled, hating that he was right. I knew I was snappy this morning and I knew he didn't deserve it. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't be laying into you. In my defence, I hate feeling so helpless. I'm going to talk to him," I decided.

Edward shook his head firmly. "Jessica is giving him until after school before confronting him and so should you. Whatever happens between them, Bella, all you can do is to be there for her afterwards. Either way it goes."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "When did you get so smart?"

Edward tossed his head back and laughed at me. It filled the warm car up and made my heart jump. While Edward had changed a lot since we got back together, he still had those moments where he thought himself a monster, something I firmly disagreed with.

He often replied that when someone's done as many evil things as he has, you never really get over it. Even when you're the happiest you've ever been.

That made me want to melt.

So, it always made me feel like I'd just won the Olympics or something whenever I made him laugh. When the shadows often lurking in his golden eyes vanished, if only for a few seconds.

"I made my mistakes with the girl I love, remember? From experience you should know something isn't always as they seem. Give him the chance to explain himself before you go for his throat."

"Fine," I sighed as I stared out the window. "I should have gone to hers last night. I should have insisted."

Edward rolled his eyes. "Bella, you texted her whenever Emmett gave you a free moment last night. Then you called her until she told you she didn't need mothering. Jessica is strong and she will be fine."

I tutted at him. "Of course she's strong! She's one of the strongest people I know, but her heart is a lot more vulnerable than you realize, Edward. It took a lot for her to put herself out there and open it up to Jack. And if the little bastard hurts her, I'm going to cut his balls off and keep them as trophies," I hissed as I shoved the car door open, slamming it shut and cutting off the sound of Edward's chuckling.

Within a heartbeat, he was out of the car, his laughter controlled but I knew from his eyes that he was still highly amused with my rant.

Edward strolled to my side and linked our fingers together. "So, I take it you'll be with the girls for lunch today?" he asked quietly. I could hear his disappointment even though he tried to hide it.

I grimaced and gripped his hand in mine. "I'm sorry. It's just that Jessica doesn't want to sit in the cafeteria while Jack ignores her for an hour."

Edward nodded his understanding. "I know. Did it occur to you that maybe he'd want to talk to her during lunch?"

I nodded. "Yeah, but Jack made sure that he was surrounded with guys yesterday. It's like he's trying to avoid her."

Edward stopped, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me in close. "It hurts you, doesn't it? To see her so sad," he added.

Sighing, I rested my cheek against his chest. "She can come across as shallow, I know I thought it when I first met her, but she's got a good heart. A really good heart, Edward. She owed me nothing all those months ago and she chose to help me. She didn't have to, but she did and when we were single together, we had so much fun, including girl's night on Valentine's Day. We watched every romantic movie where one of them dies," I laughed. "Then I threw up because of the amount of junk I'd eaten and she held my hair back. She was laughing and gagging while she was doing it, but she did. I want her to be happy. It's important to me."

I felt the press of his cool lips against my temple. "Then I will read Jack's mind endlessly today. Hopefully, I can find something."

"Thank you," I whispered as I held onto him all that tighter. "How about this? Angela and Jessica are both on close down tonight and I'm off at nine. I was going to hang around but since I know they won't have to ride home solo, you could pick me up and we could make up for lost time."

That devastating smile appeared, the disappointment fading from his eyes. "I'd like that. How are you getting there? I could drop you off," he offered.

I shook my head. "No need. My dad's got head into Port Angeles for fishing gear of some sort and he's dropping me off. Apparently, there's some sort of store that specializes in fishing rods." I frowned in confusion. Whose idea was that?

"Tonight?" I smiled up at him.

"Tonight," he promised softly before pressing the gentlest of kisses to my mouth. "I love you," he whispered.

I couldn't help my smile as I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him with everything I am. "I kind of like you, too," I whispered against his lips. With one last kiss, I pulled away and skipped off to meet Jessica and Angela, enjoying the feeling of his golden eyes on me as he watched me walk away.

"See you in biology," I called over my shoulder.

#

The say sucked. Royally.

I spent the morning in class all but praying for Jack to talk to Jessica and clear the air, but he never did. At lunch, Jessica attempted to lure Jack away from his group of friends, but he'd said he needed to talk to Eric about an assignment they were doing. One look at Eric's confused expression had been enough for her to walk away without a backward glance.

It was as she stormed out of the cafeteria that he called after her, but she was too hurt, too upset with his lie to listen. To care.

We spent the hour hiding out in Jessica's car in the parking lot. All we knew is Jack lied to her today to keep from being alone with her. That wasn't a good sign.

By biology I was starting to get impatient. I know some may have thought this nothing to do with me. To them I would have said to go and suck it. Jessica was my best friend; she had been there for me when I needed someone more than ever. Now she was the one who was hurting and possibly about to be betrayed by someone she loved and she needed me.

I wasn't going to let her down.

"Anything?" I demanded as Edward sat down next to me.

Rolling his eyes, he gently tipped my chin up to brush a lingering kiss across my lips. "Hello," he murmured.

"I'm sorry." I frowned. "Hello," I tried again as this time it was I who pressed the kiss to his mouth.

"Anything?" I demanded as I pulled away, linking my fingers with his long, pale and incredibly cold ones.

He sighed and shook his head. "I'm sorry, honey. I thought I got something at lunch, he was confused as to why she stormed away, but then he forced himself to focus on what the others were saying."

Which meant that he didn't come after her after she stormed away, angry and upset because he was avoiding her. Even though I knew I wouldn't like the answer, I asked, "Did he really have an assignment with Eric?"

Edward tucked my hair behind my ear. "No. I'm sorry, Bella, I know how much you like Jack and how much you want things to be perfect between them."

I let my head rest against his arm as class began. "This sucks," I whispered.

I felt Edward's cool lips press against my temple and felt a little better when he arms came around mine. "I know. But you want to know the good thing in all of this?"

I raised my eyebrows. "Is there a good thing? How can there be?" I demanded.

"If it's truly as bad as it look's Jessica may be hurt and in pain, but she has you and she has Angela. She will have two loyal and loving friends who will help and support her, just like she did with you. That's more than some people have, Bella. Even though it won't seem like it at the time, she is a lucky girl."

Smiling, I wrapped my arms around his waist. "How did you get so smart, huh?" I teased.

Edward shrugged casually. "You live for over a hundred years you're bound to pick up a few things."

I chuckled. "Smooth."

After Edward walked me to gym, and after an hour of sweating and getting my ass kicked in basketball, I showered and headed out to meet Edward.

I smiled when I saw him standing in the soft rain waiting for me. No one should look so handsome, not in the rain and the wind, without a jacket, and still look like he belonged in a commercial. I would have loved nothing more than to walk into his arms and kiss that small, almost cocky smile from his face.

I would have actually, if Angela hadn't stalked up to me, grabbed my wrist and yanked me around the building and all but knocking the breath out of me as we smashed into the brick wall. "What are you doing?" I huffed.

"Hush," she hissed as she peaked her head from around the corner. "Jess told me to wait here and listen in. If she cries, begs for answers in a way she'll regret later, or full on attack him, we're under strict orders to get her out of there."

I felt my heart racing and not in a good way like when we broke into Jack's locker. This was in a very, very bad way. "What if he's been cheating on her, Angela? What do we do for her?"

Angela shrugged. "We break his legs."

I chuckled quietly so no one could hear us. At one point, Angela had been quiet, shy, and timid and once reminded me a lot of myself. Or the person I used to be. Over the months we spent together I wasn't the only one to come into her own. Angela had gone from sweet and shy to dry and kind of violent.

Angela would always have a kind side to her, but it was refreshing to see her stand up for herself, her friends, and whatever she believed in. Poor Ben loved her more than life though he rarely won an argument if she thought she was in the right. Luckily, he was laid back and admitted kind of turned on by her change in attitude.

"They're coming," she hissed.

The only noise either of us made was the sounds of our breathing and our heartbeats as they pounded in trepidation. I think if we could make our hearts stop beating and continue to live, we would have.

"Jack, will you just talk to me?" We heard Jessica demanded firmly.

There was a pause before the slight sigh of exasperation that Jack let out. "Jess, there's nothing wrong. Why can't you just believe that?"

Angela and I shared a glance and an eye roll. "Try treating her better and maybe she would, prick," Angela muttered.

"Angela," I snapped.

"Jack, you've avoided me since the wedding. You've barely spoken and usually I wouldn't pry but it's starting to worry me. Please just tell me what's going on," she pleaded and I felt my eyes burn with tears at the vulnerability I heard in her voice.

For a second, I thought that this was it, no way could anyone deny her when she all but begged him to talk to her. To explain why he was acting so strange.

"It's nothing, Jess. You're over reacting."

I winced. "Bad move," I whispered.

"Over reacting?" she demanded. I could hear the anger starting to creep into her voice. Good for her. Better she be angry than hurt in front of him. "Are you kidding me? You've acted cold and off for the past couple of days. You've ignored my calls, lied to me about having plans with Eric. Yeah, I cracked that code," she added wryly. "You're lying to me Jack. I'm not over reacting. I can't be with you when I know you're lying."

I wanted to cheer for her; she sounded strong and confident and still had that emotion that told him that while she loved him he'd crossed a line.

Jack all but growled, reminding me of Edward. "I'm not lying to you! I just wanted some time to myself; I don't have to explain that to you. I don't need to get you're okay for it."

"Oh, so that's the excuse? You just wanted some alone time. It has nothing to do with slut red bra in your locker or the texts from that whore Lauren?" She snapped back, her voice shaking with rage.

"How did you know what was in my locker?" he replied quietly.

"What?" she asked, playing dumb? Good girl.

Angela and I looked at each other with wide eyes. She'd just spilled the beans on our little adventure yesterday.

"He didn't deny it, though," Angela whispered. I nodded in agreement. No, the bastard hadn't.

"Did you break into my locker?" he asked in a mixture of anger and pure shock.

There was a short pause and then, "Yeah, I did. Bella and Angela tagged along and we all saw the little skanks bra and text messages. By the way, you may not want to have your phone password the same as your locker combination," she added bitingly.

"You not only broke into my locker, but you went through my phone? Do you know how crazy that is? How you completely invaded my privacy?"

I could all but hear Jessica roll her eyes. "Oh, yeah, compare invasion of privacy to banging to the town slut."

"Jessica," he snarled.

"Oh, I don't think so Jack. I gave you time to talk and I waited and I tried to give you space and it turns out you don't even deserve it. I was an idiot to ever trust you."

"Jess, listen-"

"No," she snapped. "I tried to listen, but you pushed me away, remember? You said I was over reacting. Well, guess what? It's over, Jack. I loved a boy who lied and wanted other girls before and I'm done with that. As far as I'm concerned you can go and fuck a sheep sideways. Then again, considering the texts are from Lauren, its looks like you already have."

Jessica all but flew past us as she stormed to her car and both Angela and I knew that she was too angry, to upset, to be around anyone right now.

As Jack came rushing after her, Angela and I stepped out making a wall and effectively stopping him from catching up to her as she jumped into her front seat.

"Girls," he began only to have Angela cut him off.

"You've done enough, Jack. Stay away from her," she added coldly.

"But-" he started and he sounded genuinely upset, almost desperate.

"No," she interrupted him once again. "You stay away from her until she's good and ready to talk to you. If not, I'll cut off your balls and keep them as trophies. Do you understand?" she bit out.

Glaring at us, he stormed away and slammed into his own car. For his own sake, I hope he listened. I of all people understood the need for space away from the person who hurt you. If I could have cut off Edward's balls in those first few days I would have.

Jack wouldn't be so lucky. He was fair game where Jessica was concerned.

"Do you think it was right to stop him?" Angela asked after she watched him drive away, afraid she had done the wrong thing.

"No." I shook my head. "He's hurt her, pissed her off, and betrayed her. If she needs time to cool off, then she should have that. She shouldn't have to stand there and suffer through it all just because he's decided he wants to talk now."

And didn't that sound familiar? I thought wryly.

Angela turned to me as we watched both of our friends drive away angrily and wondered what was in store for them. "Can you give me a ride home? Jess kind of drove off without me," she added with a grin.

I glanced up in time to see Edward pull up, Alice and Jasper nowhere in sight. I understood that she would have seen this as soon as Jessica drove away and chose to go home on foot rather than make Jasper uncomfortable. He had come a long way in the past few months, but that didn't mean he needed to be pushed by putting him in an enclosed space with a human.

Edward was there before Angela even noticed, opening the door for her. I smiled over at him before gesturing towards to car. "Hop in."

#

"You wanted to see me, you sexy beast?" I drawled as I leaned my hip against the office door. "By the way, Hayley said that calling you a sexy beast is in no way professional, but I'll be damned if I stop," I added with a laugh.

Work was kind of slow tonight and I was bored beyond belief.

After Edward dropped Angela off at home, with Jessica on her phone apologizing profusely for ditching her, he'd then dropped me off. Of course, my drop off lasted a lot longer and I knew if Edward were able to generate body heat, those windows would have been steamed up.

Later, my dad dropped me off with a sarcastic 'Have fun' and I'd been bored ever since. Jessica, still angry and upset over her confrontation with Jack had barely spoken a word since she arrived two hours after me and hadn't stopped deep cleaning since. Seriously, the place all but sparkled.

I did hear her muttering about no good ex-boyfriends and dirty ass skanks as she scrubbed the table legs, though.

So, when Hayley mentioned that Simon wanted to see me in the office, I was honest enough to admit I saw it as a chance to waste a bit of time before Edward picked me up in an hour.

Simon, looking a little brighter than he had in weeks, smirked at me as I strolled over and dropped into Max's seat. "Promises, promises. Anyway, B. Swan, I have some news," he grinned.

"You're pregnant?" I guessed through narrowed eyes.

Rolling his eyes, he answered, "No."

"You got another job?" I shot off, liking the game that I felt we were playing. Only the game didn't get any further, Simon's smile told me I'd guessed right.

"Dude!" I laughed as I launched myself into his arms and squeezed the life out of him. "Since when?"

"My dad offered me a job with his company a month ago; it's been one of the reasons why I was so stressed. Part of me didn't want to work for my dad, but then I thought 'fuck it' and accepted it. I hate it here."

Slumping back into my own seat, I felt my heart fill with happiness. He was miserable here. Simon had gone from a care free, happy-go-lucky guy, to stressed, tired and irritable. I missed the old Simon and I could already see he was making his way back.

"I know," I agreed with him softly. "I'm sorry to see you leave, but you can't imagine how happy I am for you. You're way too good for this place and Max is a dick who takes advantage of you."

Simon gave me a cheeky grin. "Say what you really think, why don't you? I do have to ask you a favor. You're the only person who I've told, so can we just keep it between us for now?"

I groaned. "Come on, dude, this is the gossip this place has had for a while! Please don't make me keep this to myself?" I begged.

Simon shook his head. "Fine," I huffed. "You suck."

EPOV

I never thought I would be so happy as to enter a diner in my existence.

After being without her for the entire day, the only time spent with her in mundane biology, I was eager to get her back into my arms. Oh, just the memory of when I dropped her off outside her house after school…

Kissing Bella in the backseat of my car had been... wonderful. It had been her idea to jump in the back and 'have a hot make out session' behind the tinted windows. She'd then begin to hum a song as she climbed into the back of the Volvo, giving me a terrific view of her behind.

It had been the closest thing to heaven as we kissed and laughed... and yes hands wandered in interesting places.

I glanced at the clock on the dashboard and admitted that I was a little early. In my defence, I had been without her for so long, my own fault, and now I had her back I would happily spend every second together.

That wasn't happening anytime soon. With all the drama happening with her friends, Bella was spending every second with them at school and even when we were together her mind was elsewhere. I tried not to let it bother me that she was more invested in her friends than me, but it did. A little.

Deciding I could always wait inside the diner until her shift ended, I quickly jumped out the Volvo and entered the foul-smelling diner. Jessica, looking angry and sad at the same time directed me to Bella's section with barely a word.

I did feel compassion for her. Much like Bella, I once thought of her as shallow and self-centred. The girl who I once looked on with contempt had changed in the passing months, though. She was still a little shallow, still a little self-centred, but she had also grown into a smart young woman. One that cared about he friends and would protect them with her last breath.

The thing's I had seen in her mind when I returned... it made me thankful that I was immortal. Something I never thought would happen.

"Bella's in back, she'll be out in a second," she all but snapped as she all but threw the laminated menu at me.

"Thank you?" I replied.

She rolled her wide blue eyes. "Whatever."

"Wow," I breathed as she stormed away and then began to scrub a table like it was her sworn enemy.

I was about to look at the menu when the familiar sound of Bella's laughter filled the air. My eyes shot the kitchen door where she came swinging through with a plate in both hands and one balanced on her forearm, as a tall, dark haired man followed behind her with one in each hand.

"I've told you time and time again, Tom, I refuse to be your rebound. Come back after you've banged your way through Port Angeles, then I'll marry you and bear you eight children," she teased.

"Aww, come on, Bella. You know I'm the only one for you," he replied in a cocky tone that grated on me immediately.

It took half a second to zero in on his thoughts and discover that while his tone may be teasing, he was actually very serious in his flirtations with Bella. He was actually kicking himself mentally at the moment for waiting too long to break things off with his girlfriend.

Bella twirled around and showed just how much her balance had improved by walking backwards, plates in hand, continuing across the diner. "You had your chance and you passed it up. I'm not your holler back girl," she laughed as she stopped and placed the plates down on a table filled with middle aged women.

"Oh, come on baby," he laughed.

It was then that Bella turned and saw me, her eyes lighting up in joy as she rushed over to me. Getting to my feet I paid close attention to this Tom's thoughts.

Damn, he sighed as Bella threw her arms around me.

"You're early," she smiled, pressing a kiss to my mouth and even though I wasn't proud of it, I made sure to put on a show for the boy standing there, wishing he'd made a move earlier.

The kiss I returned was an obvious claim. It stated that the woman in my arms was mine and I would die for her, kill for her and kill anyone who even attempted to take her from me. Was it a petty act of a jealous man? Yes. Did I care? Of course I didn't.

Poor Tom, I heard from across the diner as two women who I'd never seen before watch on with frowns. Both women had a soft spot for both Bella and Tom and wanted them to get together. Thought it would happen eventually.

"She's meant to be with him," a woman in her mid-twenties hissed. "They're perfect together. They're always laughing and flirting. I really thought they would hook up."

The brunette next to her nodded in agreement. "We all did. It will never last between them. Bella's meant to be with Tom."

I wanted to growl at not only their word's but their thoughts. The image's I caught of Bella laughing and joking, hugging and dancing with the man who stood next to her, who developed a dislike of me just as I did with him.

Unaware of the tension rising around her, Bella looked up at me with love in her eyes. It was the only thing that was keeping him alive. "Why don't I go and ask Simon if I can leave early since it's deader than a cemetery in here."

Before I could say a word, she was rushing off and into the back. To give the boy his due he didn't walk away, he didn't make an excuse to leave. Instead, he stood, his eyes on mine as he listed in his head all the reasons why Bella should be with him.

I mean look at this guy, he's not suited for her. He basically screams 'loaded' and I know Bella; she's not that type of girl. And the way she ran into his arms. After what he did! Jessica told me all about what the prick did. Bella's way too good for him.

Do not kill him, I ordered myself as he continued with his less than complimentary thoughts of me.

Bella came rushing back over to us and finally seemed to realize that all we needed was a tumbleweed and two guns and we'd be in the middle of a standoff.

With a confused frown she said, "Edward, this is Tom. Tom, this is my boyfriend Edward." Her smile was brighter than the sun in the attempt to defuse the situation.

"It's nice to meet you, Edward. Bella's told me a lot about you," he added with a smile that I could see was fake even without my ability to read his mind.

I frowned. "Strange. She hasn't said a word about you."

"Edward," Bella hissed in shock at my sharp tone.

"It's okay, Bella. I should be getting back to work anyway. See you later." He smiled and I knew he was happy that I'd been abrupt. He came off looking like the good guy and I the jealous boyfriend.

"See you later, Tommikins." Bella smiled from beside me, but I could hear the restrained anger in her voice. "Let's go," she snapped as she stormed out of the diner, saying her goodbyes as she left.

This was going to be fun.

BPOV

The ride back from Port Angeles had been a silent one. When I slid into the car I'd been too pissed to talk to him. When I began to calm down, I realized he was pretty pissed to. This in turn pissed me off.

It was a vicious cycle.

So, instead of throwing his ass out of a moving car, I turned up the radio and thought to hell with him. Everything was fine until he was rude to Tom, looking at him like he was his next meal. What was he thinking?

Eventually, he pulled up outside my house where I could see the living room light on and the shadow of my dad moving around inside. Well, at least we wouldn't be able to have a full blow out.

Edward turned the key and the car went silent. "Just get it off your chest, Bella."

My eyes widened at his tone. It was like he was pissed off at me and I knew I didn't deserve it, so he could just go and suck it.

"Okay. What the hell was your problem? You can't talk to my friends like that."

Edward gave me a heated look. "Oh, so I'm supposed to be happy with pretty much everyone in that diner routing for you to break it off with me? I'm supposed to be happy that he wants you?"

"Exactly," I snapped. "He wants me, not the other way around."

His eyes darkened in front of me as his anger rose. At one point that would have made me nervous. That was a long time ago.

"Really? So you never thought about it? You never thought about him?" he growled.

I wanted to say no, but that would be lying. And by lying to him it would be as if I did something wrong and I hadn't. "At one point... maybe. He was sweet and kind and everything a girl wants, Edward, but he had a girlfriend. And I was still in love with you," I added quietly.

He didn't seem to hear my words. Instead he said, "And now he's free and single and will do everything in his power to get you."

I all but snarled at him. "That doesn't matter. I'm not single and I don't intend to be. This is a moot point."

Edward turned to me. "So will you tell him you're not interested? That it's not possible between you?"

"Why would I do that? Edward, there's one thing saying it if he comes on to me, but do you know how hurtful that is? To go up to my friend and say you have no chance when he has never made a move. Never mind how completely arrogant it sounds."

When he didn't seem too happy with my reply, I tried from another direction. "Edward, he's my friend. He helped Jessica and me when we first started at the diner. He's sweet and kind and he was there for me."

Edward's huff interrupted me. "That's the point, isn't it? You'll never do anything against your friends, even for me. Not even when it upsets me, or makes me uncomfortable. You'll always put your friends first because they were there for you when I wasn't. When it comes down to me or your friends, your friends win every time and I'm supposed to just take it."

I sat there quietly for a second. "You're the one who said that, Edward, not me."

He laughed darkly. "You didn't have to say it. Jessica or Angela needs you, and I'm in the shadows. I have to be on my best behavior around your Tommikins because he's your friend and your friends always come first."

Hurt, I whispered, "That's not fair and it's not true. I don't put my friends before you. I make them a priority, just like my family and my boyfriend."

Edward scoffed. "I don't want to be your boyfriend," he spat.

"Then what do you want to be?" I demanded angrily.

If he had said that a year ago, I would have been devastated, but I knew enough now to know that he didn't mean he wanted to break up.

"Your husband," he snapped and I knew by the look in his eyes he hadn't meant to say it.

Shocked, I sat quietly for a while until he turned to me. Obviously, he wasn't impressed with my silence because exasperation soon darkened his eyes. "Well?"

"Is that your idea of a proposal?" I blinked.

"Yeah," he replied almost obnoxiously. "Well? What do you say?"

Well? What do you say? Had he really just said that? The man quoted Romeo and Juliet and wrote a lullaby for me before we were even together and he chose to propose like that? And in reaction to jealousy of all things?

"I say blow me, Edward," I snapped as I got my bag and jumped out of the car, slamming the car behind me. The look of his utter shock would have been comical if I wasn't so angry.

"Very mature, Bella," he called after me.

"How's this for mature?" I yelled back as I lifted my hand to flip him off, knowing he could see me perfectly in the darkness.

Slamming the front door behind me, I saw my dad standing at the bottom of the stairs. Obviously he heard both Edward and I.

"Don't start," I snapped as I stormed past him as he held up his hands up in mock surrender, his eyes bright with laughter.

In my bedroom, I grabbed a piece of paper quickly got a pen and scrawled 'Go home, jackass' on it before taping it to my window. Grabbing my remote, I turned on the television and planned for a nice night in front of the television and try and forget his proposal. If that's what he was calling it.

CPOV

Wow, two slams in under a minute, I thought with a chuckle as I heard Bella turn on her television. Well it looks like she was in for the night and clearly on bad terms with Cullen.

Good for her.

Walking over to the window, I pulled the curtain back to see Cullen pacing back and forth on the front yard. I could see him muttering and every now and then he would glare up at Bella's window.

I had to admit, part of me was relieved to see him this way. Edward was always so polite, so perfect that I felt like I wasn't seeing him as a person. It also didn't help that Bella was always so private about her relationship with him.

It was no secret that I hadn't been there for her when she was growing up and I would never forgive myself for that. When she came me to live with me, it had given me hope for us, but she'd spent all of her time with Cullen and his family. In a way, I felt left out.

Then after he left, I slowly gotten to know my daughter and I didn't want to lose that. I had a feeling Bella didn't either.

I watched as Cullen's eyes widened before he muttered something and stormed toward his car and jumped inside with grace that surprised me. As Cullen drove away, I couldn't help but smile. It seemed for the first time since I'd met him he'd behaved like any normal guy would have.

Good for him.

A/NNo, they have not broken up, but they are in a fight. So, tell me, whose side are you on and why?