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Chapter 26

I made it into the door of my house before the tears started. The bubble had burst and real life came crashing in. I slipped down the door as I let my fears come out. How could a day that started off so perfect end up with me in the fetal position just inside my front door. I felt weak just knowing that Edward was facing his parents while I was here in the safety of my own home.

I didn't notice Jacob until I felt his arms encase me. He lifted me up and carried me to my bedroom. I held onto him like a life preserver. He had promised that he wouldn't be there to pick up the pieces of my relationship and yet here he was caring for me again. Jake was the kind of friend that everyone should have and everyone should be.

"Bells, what happened cause if he hurt you I swear to God…"

"Jake no," I sobbed, "We ran into Carlisle and Esme."

There was silence from Jake as he took in the information. He cursed under his breath and then crawled into the bed with me, cradling me in his arms. He knew that there was nothing to say, he just held me. He was my own personal sun there to chase away the storm with nothing more than his presence. I truly hoped that Nessie knew how lucky she was.

We lay there for what felt like hours before the tears stopped. I was crying for Edward's relationships with his parents. I wanted everyone to have their happy ending even though it seemed impossible. I had sent Jake off to bed shortly after midnight; I needed to be alone with my thoughts.

There are certain things in my life that I will remember forever; one was when my mother told me that not all princess get their prince shattering my last childhood illusion; the second was when Carlisle told me he loved me the first time; and the third was the look on Edward's face when he arrived at my house that night. His face was an open book of hurt when I met him at the door.

"Bella, are you okay?" he asked.

"Edward, don't even worry about me. How are you?" I countered.

"Bella I will always worry about you. I know it's late but I needed to see that you were okay, I know today was rough."

He was solely concerned about me, after the lashing I imagine that he took from his parents, his first concern was me. I wrapped my arms around him feeling the familiar comfort of the electricity of our touch.

"I am fine now that you are here. Please tell me what happened," I pleaded.

"Can we talk later? I need you now." Edward searched my eyes, pleading with me to let him have me. Like there would be anyway for me to say no.

I took his hand and led him to my room. The moment I closed the door he was on me. His kisses were feverish as he clawed desperately to remove my clothes. His passion ignited my own and I found myself wholly unconcerned with anything other than pleasing him. I couldn't be there for him today but I could be all he needed tonight.

My clothes fell to the floor as I unbuttoned Edward's pants. He gave me a firm push and I landed on the bed with a small bounce. The small amount of force and power turned me on even more. He shoved down his pants and boxers with a single move.

Normally at this point I would savor the view but Edward was back on top of me before I had the chance. His movements forceful but respectful, he was taking me but only because I was allowing him to.

His kisses became love bites as he travelled down my body. One hand played with my nipple as his mouth teased and nipped the other.

"Bella, I need you baby," Edward beseeched.

"Take me Edward, please," I responded, begging him to use me as he needed.

A groan escaped his mouth at my response. He lowered his hand to my thigh caressing and squeezing. He stayed only a moment before bringing his touch up to my centre. I arched my back in anticipation of his touch. His fingers played in my folds as he returned his mouth to mine.

Then without warning he pushed two fingers into my wet pussy causing me to jump in surprise and delight. My hands fisted in his hair and pulled earning me a growl that shot straight through my system.

"Edward, please."

"Cum for me Bella, I need you to cum." His words were demanding but his tone was still pleading, almost scared.

He added another finger and then curved them upwards hitting my sweet spot. His hand slammed forcefully into my clit as he pumped in and out of me. Waves of pleasure rolled over me as my orgasm came.

When my body settled I noticed that Edward had sat up and I recognized the same face he had on Christmas. He looked ready to leave, like he was disgusted. I knew this time that it was himself that he was revolted with, I could see the regret in his eyes for taking me that way, but I had wanted it too. I couldn't let him feel that way.

"I love you," I whispered, pulling him back down onto me, "I need you inside of me,"

The crease on his forehead disappeared as he looked into my eyes. He kissed me lovingly but it wasn't what either of us needed. I flipped him over and straddled him, pushing myself down onto his erection. We both screamed out at the contact. We both needed to be reminded of our insatiable chemistry, that nothing could have stopped us coming together. That it was right.

Our bodies rocked back and forth frantically trying to lay claim on each other, trying to recreate the bubble that we had lost. We came again together calling out each other's names in reverence.

We lay on the bed sweaty and tangled, living in our world for a little while longer. His fingers ran through my hair causing me to hum in contentment. I knew we still had to talk. I needed to know where Edward left things with his parents. I just needed a little more time.

"Baby, I need to shower," I said pushing the blankets off of me. Edward groaned at the sight of my naked body. I got up and headed towards the door. "You coming?"

Edward was behind me in a flash picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder. He turned his head and gave my ass a playful bite as he carried me into the bathroom. I knew I had him back, he was my Edward again. He set me down into the shower and stepped in turning on the water.

We washed each other's bodies slowly and with adoration. I wasn't sure what Edward was going to tell me. I didn't know if I could stay if it meant that he would lose his family. I pushed those thoughts away as I heard the water turn off. I would get my answer soon enough.

We got dressed for bed and curled up with one another. Our faces close together and our eyes interlocked. He held my hand and our legs were tangled from the knees down. We were trying to give each other the comfort that we needed for this talk.

"Bella, before we talk about this I need you to know how much I love you," Edward said, his voice soft.

"I know Edward, I love you too." It was true; I knew that the sacrifice he was making just to be with me far outweighed any doubt that I could ever have about his love. He was mine and I could see in his eyes that he was hurting and I hated it.

"Carlisle took it pretty hard," Edward started, "he said that I was a fool, that if you cheated on him then you would cheat on me."

"I figured as much," I responded reserved.

"Bella, I need you to not be mad at me." Edward's voice came out small.

"Never, what is it?" I asked.

"Well he started getting really upset when I tried to defend you. He said that you threw your marriage away for a one night stand that didn't even last. He asked how on earth I could believe that you would stay with me."

"It's okay, baby. We know the truth."

"Well that's the thing Bella. They know it too, I told them." I stared at him wide eyed.

"What exactly did you tell them Edward?" I asked, willing my voice to not shake.

"I told them that I was the one who slept with you. That I was sorry about the way that I did it, that I didn't wait for you to finish your marriage first, but that I wasn't sorry about you. I could never be sorry about us."

"Edward, why did you do that? He could have just gone on blaming me; you didn't have to make him blame you too."

"No, I couldn't Bella. I couldn't let you be their scapegoat, the blame should be shared."

"What did they say?" I moved my body closer to Edwards. I needed to be connected to him in more places. His arm draped across my waist and he started drawing circles on my back. The motion was lazy but I knew that he was tense, it read in his eyes.

"Carlisle looked at me with so much hurt in his eyes. He said that he would always love me but that he needed to not see me for a while. Then he just left me and Mom standing there."

Edward's eyes were glassy as he played through the scene in his mind. I wanted to take the hurt from him. We had brought each other so much hurt but I had to remember that it was always overshadowed by the immense joy that we shared together.

"Oh God, I forgot all about Esme. What did she say?" I asked.

"Well that is where things get interesting. After Carlisle left she came up and gave me a hug. She told me to give him some time. She said that while she wasn't happy with the situation she couldn't deny the love she saw when we looked at each other. And in some crazy way this path has led to her having my Dad back so she can't help feeling a little grateful."

I looked at Edward with a mixture of shock and disbelief. Esme was truly an astonishing woman. I honestly wished that I had had a chance to get to know her under different circumstances. I think we could have been close. I also felt good that Carlisle had her back in his life. I didn't blame him for anything that he said to Edward. We were selfish and he was hurt in the process but I wished him nothing but the best.

"Are you going to be okay?" I asked Edward. He had just gotten his father back in his life, and now he was gone again.

"Yeah, I mean it hurts that he just walked out on me again. And even though I know it was totally warranted I can't help but feel the abandonment I felt as a child when he left."

"I wish there was something that I could do," I said cradling his face in my hands.

"You're doing it," he replied.

I gave his forehead a kiss, portraying all the love I had for him. Our arms wrapped around each other as we fell into sleep.

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