Okay, firstly I would like to thank all readers and reviewers of this story so far! It actually makes me happy to know that some people, at least, like my work! :)

I would also like to let you know that I will be working a little harder to get this completed! I would really like to get the ending out there and make sure it's the ending the story deserves! For the readers that also read my other story, that does mean that my other story will be slightly neglected for a while.

However, having said all this, the timing is a little silly as I'm away for a week from Sunday, then I'm at home for a week before going away for another 3 weeks. Hopefully though, as summer break is coming up, I will be able to finish this story before September. (I HOPE!)

So yeah, basically I want to thank you all for sticking with this story although updates are a little far and wide! I love you all!

Anyway! ENJOY!

I took a deep breath before knocking on the door as confidently as I could possibly manage. Why did I decide to do this in person? I thought to myself as I waited for a response. Oh yeah, because Edward makes me feel braver than I am!

"Come in!" A voice squeaked.

I gulped loudly and took another calming breath before holding my head high and marching into the office. Why did I even bother to knock? I mentally scolded I'm quitting, not wishing her happy birthday!

"Oh, it's you," Jessica said from her desk in the middle of her dim, impersonal office. I had always hated this room; it was even worse than the rest of the building, so bleak and depressing. How the woman could stand it in here all week I would never know. Then again, do heartless bitches really care about how disgustingly grim their offices are? I doubted it.

I walked as confidently as I could manage into the office and stood in front of her desk.

"It's about time you showed your face around here, Swan. I was beginning to wonder whether you'd forgotten you worked here!" She sneered, making me blush angrily. I held my tongue and clenched my fist behind my back. I will not let her comments gets to me I told myself. I opened my mouth to say something but she cut me off. "How long did you have off, again? Nearly 2 months?"

"Actually, I only had one month off. I've been back for nearly a month, now." I told her indignantly

She snorted, "Well, you would never know, you do so much crap work around here you may as well not bother even coming in."

I narrowed my eyes at her, glaring dangerously. "Well, I don't see you doing anything all day," I retorted, getting sick of her insults. I had put up with this ever since I had come here and gotten this job. I wasn't about to take any crap from her when I was on my way out. I carried on, "As far as I can see, all you do is sit your fat ass and stare at these grey walls for hours on end. I would pay the guy who could find the last piece of useful work that came from you."

She stood up from her chair. She towered over me in her ridiculously high red stilettos but I didn't care; I was so angry at her for all the little snipes she'd made at me since I'd gotten here that I wasn't about to wimp out of this.

"I don't know who you think you are, but I want you to get out of my office right this second!" She growled at me as she lent closer to me.

I kept my tone low and calm as I replied as I had done before. "This isn't an office," I told her, looking around, "its hell with fluorescent lighting."

Her eyes bulged and I gave myself a mental High-Five for aggravating her with an admittedly cheesy insult. I continued to look steadily into her fuming eyes as she got redder and redder in the face, her anger increasing by the second. I knew any moment she would either begin to scream at me or slap me across the face; this was not the kind of bitch that would let anyone get away with something like this.

She stopped a few inches from my face, the desk still between us, giving me a little more confidence that she was not about to tackle me to the floor and pull my hair out. Besides, she would have already done that if she wanted to. And she'd get fired from her precious job. "Swan…" she breathed lividly, a vein pulsing on her forehead.

The door swung open, shocking us both and causing us to both jump back, effectively putting some distance between me and the crazy woman across from me.

"Miss Stanley, I was wondering whether…" he babbled, unaware of the scene he had just walked in on as he looked over the paper in his hand. He stopped when he looked up and saw Jessica the colour of beetroot and looking so furious she might explode. He looked between the two of us, wearing both a confused and guilty expression.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Miss Stanley. I didn't mean to interrupt." He babbled, wringing his hands as he spoke, looking down at the floor and not daring to meet Jessica's livid eyes again.

"Don't worry about it, Jeff" Jessica said unexpectedly, sounding strangely calm. "I was just about to fire Miss Swan here. You're not really interrupting; we'll be done momentarily." She told him, smiling sweetly. It made me wan to gag.

"Actually," I told her, "I have another idea."

She raised an eyebrow, as if daring me to undermine her in front of another employee. "Really?" she asked icily

I smirked, "Yup," I told her, popping the 'P'.

"And what would that be, Miss Swan?" she asked in her sickly-sweet tone, pronouncing my name with disgust.

"Well, I was thinking," I began sweetly but then, as I continued, sharpened my tone "you can stick your dead end job where the sun doesn't shine."

Her mouth dropped. So did Jeff's.

I smirked.

"E-excuse me?" she stuttered, utterly bewildered that the quiet, mousy Bella Swan could ever talk to her like that.

"I. Quit."

She swallowed hard before her face changed into a smug grin.

"You can't quit." She told me arrogantly "You need to hand in a letter of resignation and, oh dear! You don't seem to have one!" she laughed her fake laugh that made me want to smack her across the face.

I had never hated someone as intensely as I hated her. Well, maybe I hated Victoria and James more, but I would never have the courage to argue with them. But still, I absolutely detested this woman and her fakeness. It was completely out of character for me but it was something I had to do; I would not be her little target anymore.

She turned away from me and began to address Jeff, completely ignoring me until it suited her. She would, presumably, fire me as soon as she had dealt with Jeff. Well, she would if she got her way. But she wouldn't.

I picked up a pad of post-it notes from her desk and a pen. I scribbled "Get stuffed, Bird Brain. I quit" in large writing on it, filling up the small piece of sticky paper before turning back around to face Jessica. She had her back to me, talking to Jeff who was watching her intently.

"Jessica," I said sweetly, tapping her on the shoulder.

"I'm busy, Bird Brain." She snapped, not even looking towards me. I sighed, slightly amused, before grabbing her shoulder and spinning her around to face me. Her momentary shock allowed me enough time to slap the Post-it note across her make-up covered forehead before I smiled sweetly and said "There we go! A letter of resignation!" I laughed as Jessica's response was simply another livid glare. She was even more angry than before. If that was possible.

"Bye, then!" I said lightly as I walked out the door, waving cheekily as the door closed.

I could hear Jessica's enraged scream from down the hallway. I laughed, feeling very empowered. I'd just beaten the bully. I had just shown the current aggravator of my life who was boss. And now I was free. I was free from that dead end job. I was free from time-consuming, pointless tasks. And most importantly, I was free from a tormentor. Just like I had managed to free myself from Victoria and James, with the help of Edward, I was free of the bitchy boss who enjoyed insulting me and 'losing' my work so that I would have to re-do everything.

I skipped out the building towards the bus stop and was glad to see the bus come around the corner; I was just in time. I grinned like an idiot the whole bus journey to Edward's work; I was proud of myself. As I got off at the nearest stop to the office Edward worked in, I was still grinning. I walked merrily towards the office and ran up the stairs to his floor. His department was small and most people seemed to be off on their break so I found Edward easily. I bounded up to him and jumped on his lap, startling him slightly.

"Bella!" he exclaimed, dropping the paperwork in his hand and knocking come files from his desk as he tried to catch them. I laughed as I watched from his knee, knowing that not only was I the reason his work area had just gotten trashed, but I was the reason he couldn't clean it up.

He raised an eyebrow at me. "I take it, from your laugh, that things went… as they were supposed to?" he questioned. I giggled and kissed him quickly before hugging him tightly. "I guess I got my answer, then" he breathed into my neck, chuckling slightly.

I laughed, too, before telling him about what had happened. He listened to my story, laughing at my cheesy insults and chuckling when appropriate.

"I'm so proud of you," he told me once I had finished, kissing me. The kiss quickly intensified before somebody cleared their throat near by.

We broke apart, snapping our heads towards the culprit.

Edward's boss stood in front of us, frowning disapprovingly at us both.

"Mr Cullen," he said in an angry tone "I think you know that it is against company policy to have guests within working hours, especially guests of… that nature." He said with disgust, nodding at me. I reddened; embarrassed.

Edward's jaw clenched. "With all due respect, Mr Warner, it's my break."

His boss, apparently called Mr Warner, laughed before saying icily "While you are in my office, you follow my rules. Now, get that girl out of here, and if I ever see her again, you'll both be escorted from the premises. Permanently." He began to walk off before he stopped and turned around to address Edward again. "It looks like a pig-sty here. Clean up this rubbish. Now." He demanded, pointing at all the papers that had been knocked to the floor upon my arrival.

He walked off and I got up. "Sorry," I said quietly, feeling guilty for getting Edward into trouble with his apparently horrible boss. Edward had told me that he could be a little sharp sometimes, not that he was nearly as bad as Jessica-the-bitch.

"Don't be," he said quietly, kissing my cheek softly before beginning to tidy up. I straightened up some things on his desk that had gotten a little messy during our little 'session' and then picked up my bag.

"I guess I better go, then," I said quietly,

Edward hugged me tightly, "Don't let that miserable old sod get you down," he said, kissing my head lightly.

"Why do you put up with him?" I asked

He shrugged, "The same reason you put up with Jessica, I guess."

I grinned, "Not anymore."

"Of course," he chuckled, squeezing my shoulders.

"You should follow your own advice."

"Huh?" he asked, confused.

"Quit." I shrugged,

He laughed, "Where did you get all this confidence from, Bella?"

I blushed, "I guess I'm just feeling empowered from earlier."

He laughed before getting serious again. "I can't quit now. One of us needs to be earning."

I shook my head. "No. I have all the inheritance money to pay for my fees and whatever we might need until we're employed again. You have savings from when we used to move around. I have savings from that hell-hole job I just quit. We can make it through without a proper income." I told him stubbornly before softening my tone and explaining "I don't want to be out there, trying to get my dream job, while you're slaving away in a job you hate, for an idiot boss. You should go after your dream job, too."

He looked at me with a strange expression for a moment before kissing me quickly but fiercely. "You, Bella Swan, never fail to surprise me."

I blushed. "I'm just saying what I think, Edward. You should quit this place and go after what you want, just like you told me to do."

He grinned down at me and I smiled back up.

"You know what, love?" he said "I might actually do that."

I giggled happily and hugged him tightly. He hugged me back and whispered "Thank you. I love you." in my ear, causing me to blush.

"I love you, too," I told him confidently, smiling broadly.

He grinned at me once more before handing me a box. "Put all of my stuff in here; I'm going to have a word with Mr Warner."

I giggled while I watched him march towards what I presumed to be his soon to be ex-bosses office before I looked down at his desk and began to pack away his things.

So, what did you think?

I know this chapter was a little OOC for Bella, but I really wanted to convey her aggravation and prove that she isn't a push over. I mean, she didn't exactly take much rubbish in the books, right?

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