Bella POV

"I'm so sorry Chris." I apologised for what seemed to be the hundredth time. He was sat on our sofa, back and chest severely mauled by Edward, but his cuts were healing and I think he was thankful for wolf healing to be honest.

Not that he was a werewolf like we all had assumed he was, it was however obvious that Edward was even less keen on him.

To put it bluntly.

But he had lied to try and protect our daughter and therefore his love for her.

I couldn't hate him for loving someone he shouldn't. God knew I wasn't as hypocritical as Edward on that front.

"I'm sorry…" I started to apologise but he shook it off.

"Don't worry about it." He muttered and smiled at me. Renesmee leant in to kiss his cheek and he smiled, touching to space between her eyebrows where she was frowning.

"I should be the one apologising." He whispered.

She smiled, "I understand why you didn't, and I know now, so it's okay."

He leant in to kiss her and there was a ferocious roar from the other room, followed by a lot of cursing and struggling.

I sighed, "Excuse me."

My footsteps were quick and light as I ran to our bedroom. I frowned at the scene that greeted me. Edward was being held back by Emmet and Jasper. Carlisle was pacing in front of him, looking at his son anxiously whose eyes were wide and black, a vicious snarl simmering in his chest. I sighed and shut the door, walking to stand by my father in law, mimicking his body posture. My arms folded across my chest and my eyes narrowed as Edward was slammed back against the chair, wood splintering along his spine.

He growled under his breath and I scowled, walking over and taking his face in my ands.

"Calm down." I said firmly.

"I'm going to kill him…" He snarled and continued to growl profanities and threats in the general direction of the living room and myself.

"Calm." I hushed him and stroked his face softly, kissing his forehead as his quivering stopped under my touch.

I pulled back to see his breathing deeply, eyes tight shut. My fingers traced his cheek bones gently until he let out a long breath, opening his slightly darker than gold eyes to look at me.

"Better?" I whispered.

He spoke huskily, "Marginally."

I sighed, "Edward it doesn't make a difference what he is…"

Edward spun full circle on his emotions.

"Of course it does…" He roared.

I sighed and glanced to see Carlisle do the same.

"And if you really expect me to let him in this house…" He growled.

I cut him off there, my voice razor sharp.

"That is exactly what I expect of you Edward Cullen." I snapped.

He rolled his eyes and his chest heaved with a shuddering breath.

"Edward you need to be mature enough to handle yourself, not start throwing yourself at people in fits of rage." I reprimanded him, and it was as though I were talking to Anthony or Ness instead of my husband.

"I just want one round with him; see how long he lasts…." Edward started but I growled at him, hitting his hard over the face.

He swallowed and gasped looking at me with shocked eyes.

"Better." I snarled and brushed my hair off of my face.

Emmet and Jasper both appeared to be fighting to hold in laughter. I knew it was probably Emmet who the true emotion was from, and that Jasper was probably just suffering from his moronic brother's feelings.

Edward swallowed, "Okay I'm calm."

I sighed and kissed his cheek, "Good. I love you."

He chuckled despite himself, "Love you to."

There was a knock on the door and Esme stuck her head around it to look at us hopefully.

"Any better?" She asked.

Edward rolled his eyes, "your tone does wonders for my self esteem mum."

She frowned, "You need a good talking to, although I'm sure your wife is more than capable of punishing you." She said and wrapped her arms around me in a hug.

It was only when Emmet threatened to combust with laughter that we realised what she had said.

She frowned, "You knew what I meant."

"Punishment… long and hard hey Edward?" Jasper choked out between chucked. Carlisle sighed, shaking his head. I swallowed back my own giggle and turned to Esme.

"Can Renesmee and Chris stay at yours tonight?" I asked and Edward snarled at the very mention of his name.

"I think it would be better…. Only if it's not too much trouble" I trailed off quietly and shyly.

Esme smiled, "Its no problem dear, if I'm honest, I think it would be better. He needs space." She whispered so quietly I could barely hear her; it was as though only her lips were moving.

I smiled, "thanks mum." She liked it when I called her that.

She hugged me and left, Carlisle following her.

It was only when Chris and Renesmee had left with them that Emmet and Jasper dared to let go of Edward's shoulders. Edward growled but didn't move or make to chase after them. He simply sat there, his only movement being that of his chest as he breathed unnecessarily.

I smiled a thank you at Emmet and Jasper as they left. I then walked over towards Edward, crouching down and taking his face in my hands.

"Darling talk to me." I whispered anxiously.

He sighed and shook his head, "And say what? Its nothing you don't know."

I frowned, "Darling…"

He swallowed, "I'm being an over protective sensitive prick, same as always."

"Don't say that." I gasped and his eyes looked away from me.

"Why would you say that?" I whispered.

He looked up at me with suddenly ebony eyes.

"Because it's true." He growled.

I shook my head and kissed his forehead.

"No its not." I whispered against his hair line.

He swallowed. "I just don't want to se her get hurt… again."

"You can't blame yourself for that." I whispered.

"Of course I can." He snarled and shot away from my arms to the other side of the room, raking his hand across his scalp.

"Edward..." I started but Anthony opened the door.

"Oh sorry guys, I though it was empty…" He said but Edward cut him off.

"Well you were wrong then weren't you?" He growled and slammed it in his sons face.

"Darling..." I gasped as he sunk to the floor, head in his hands.

I rushed to wrap my arms around her as he gripped the sides of his skull. I hushed him as he growled at himself under his breath. My lips touched his head and I whispered quietly to him.

"Let me in… please?"

He swallowed and stood up, his quiet words echoing around the room as he left via the window.

"I can't."