Happy Father's Day, to any men who happen to be reading this story. And to all you mom's who are both mommy and daddy. MWAH

I'm going out for the rest of the day, BUT I just had to leave you darlings with a chapter ;) You know I love you all.

They're not mine...although...well nah...still not mine. Dammit.

Chapter Thirty-Five

EmPOV

Bella had gone to James' house. I was completely sure of it.

And like any good best friend, I didn't call him.

Yeah, I'm the greatest.

But, come on. It's his fault that Bella had to leave the bed when things were going so well.

If James hadn't messed with Bella, we could've been, well might've been wrapped up in each other.

Or not.

Dammit. She was going to kill my best friend and I was standing in the kitchen not even remotely trying to save his life.

I was the world's worst best friend.

I grabbed my phone and sent Bella a text and then I sent one to James.

There, see? I tried.

I was laughing to myself when Edward walked in the room.

It had been at least two hours since I had last seen him.

He looked marginally better than he had earlier, guess a shower really does wonders for a person.

"Hey," he said with a nod to me.

I returned the nod, moving to sit at the island.

"Bella sleeping?" he asked opening the fridge and taking out a carton of juice.

"That's Bella's juice," I told him.

His eyes widened and he hastened to put it back.

Yeah, she was a stickler about those things these days. That was her craving juice or whatever. Anyone touched it at their own personal risk.

He grabbed another box of juice and closed the fridge and poured some in a glass.

Impeccable manners, I thought to myself. I would've probably just put it to my head.

He turned to me, a questioning look on his face.

He had asked me something didn't he? Oh yeah, Bella.

"Well hopefully, she's not cleaning up a murder scene," I told him.

"You let her go over to James' house?" Edward said.

I looked at him and rolled my eyes, "Do you let, Bella do anything?"

He seemed to take that into consideration, "You're right. How come you're not going to his rescue?"

Because he stopped me from...

No, I couldn't say that to Edward.

"Um, he's a big boy, he can handle himself?"

Very reassuring Emmett, I chided myself.

"Against Bella?" Edward said with a snort. "Against a pregnant Bella? Dude."

Wait, did Edward just say dude?

That's fucking hilarious, sounded completely out of character.

"What?" he asked when I chuckled.

I shook my head, "Nothing, just remembered something funny."

He shrugged and moved to wash his glass, God, he was perfect.

"You don't have to do that," I said, "Wash the glass I mean."

"And who's gonna wash it, Bella? You?" he asked raising a brow at me.

He had me there.

Fine.

I nodded and went back to sipping my coffee.

He laughed and washed his glass before turning back to me.

"So what do we do while we wait?" he asked.

We?

Oh great, I had to bond with him. Not that it was a bad thing, but I was still insanely jealous of the guy.

Yes, I'm an idiot.

I'm jealous of a frikking gay man.

"You're jealous of me," Edward stated bringing me out of my reverie.

Great, to add to his perfection, he's a mind reader.

"I'm not," I denied.

There goes the brow again, complete with a smirk this time.

So I was full of shit, I knew it, he knew it.

"Fine," I mumbled. "I'm a little jealous of you."

He laughed, actually laughed at me. The little shit.

"It's not funny," I said petulantly.

"Au contraire," he guffawed, "It's fucking hilarious."

I glared at him trying to get him to stop laughing using mind control.

Shit didn't work, not that I expected it to. It didn't work for Sheldon so why would it work for me?

"You do know I'm gay right?" Edward said when he finally composed himself.

"Yes, I found that out recently," I muttered.

He looked at me with wide eyes, "You didn't realize on your own?"

I didn't know my own best friend was gay, how in the Sam Hill was I gonna notice that you were? I questioned mentally.

"Then again, you didn't know James was gay," he said with a shrug.

Cue the glare.

"What?" he asked holding his hand up in surrender. "Bella and I talk about things."

Don't remind me.

"You're jealous of our closeness," he said simply.

I just looked at him, I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction.

"You can work on that yourself," he went on when my silence continued. "There's definite chemistry between the two of you."

Oh buddy boy, more than you know.

"I know I interrupted more than a nap this morning," he said with a smirk.

Again, I merely looked at him, hoping my idiot face wasn't flaming red.

"Not gonna own up to it?" he asked smugly. "Oh well, I know Bella. And that flush on her skin this morning had absolutely nothing to do with sleep."

"Even if something happened, I don't kiss and tell," I said.

He chuckled again, and shook his head, "Hey, it's all good with me. You guys are doing it a little backwards, but whatever works for you."

"Backwards?" I was lost.

"You knocked her up first and now are seducing her, or at least trying to," he said with a wink.

What the hell?

I burst out laughing.

That certainly cracked the ice between us, well the ice that I was trying to keep frozen at least.

"You're good people Edward," I laughed moving to the sink and clapping a hand on his shoulder as I passed.

"Thanks?" he said with a laugh.

"So I guess we should get to know each other right?" I asked after I washed my cup, yep, I was pretty damned proud of myself too.

"I guess we should," he said. "How do we do that?"

"You play video games?" I asked. I really wouldn't be surprised if he didn't.

"I'll kick your ass," he replied.

To say I was shocked, was the understatement of the century.

"I'm gay Emmett, not dead," he said with a cheeky grin while I stood there with my mouth hanging open.

And so that is how the bond of friendship between Edward and myself formed.

-TA-

JPOV

Shit. Shit. Shit.

"Now Bella, there's no need to..."

Fuck!

She punched me in the mouth.

I whirled away clutching my mouth, my eyes wildly searching for her.

Didn't have far to look, the fist was flying towards my face again.

Jesus woman, not the face.

"Mother fucker!" she spat.

"Fuck Bella, what the hell?" all this was exchanged as I stumbled over shit trying to escape the fists of fury.

"Do you know who you messed with?" she screamed.

I'm guessing Edward told her what happened.

"I'm sorry?" I said as I felt her nails dig into my back.

"Doesn't cut it asshole," she said slapping the back of my head.

For a small woman, she hit hella hard.

I was gonna bruise.

"I didn't mean to..." I said dislodging myself from her grip.

"Didn't mean to?" she shrieked. "Didn't mean to hurt my best friend's feelings?"

I really didn't think that it would hurt him.

Honestly.

"You are a total cunt!" she spat.

Christ. Her mouth was filthy.

Something whizzed past my head as I moved away.

What the hell was that?

I heard a smash and caught the sight of a broken Ming vase in my peripheral vision.

Good thing it missed my head, that was a really fucking large vase.

"Think about the baby," I cried desperately as she climbed over the couch and heading me off.

"My baby is fine," she snapped folding her fist and propping them on her hips.

I was breathing hard and ran my tongue over my busted lip.

"I'm bleeding," I said looking at her incredulously.

"Boo fucking hoo," she said glaring at me. At least she wasn't trying to hit me anymore.

"I'm sorry that I hurt Edward," I said.

And I was, truly.

"Do you have any idea what you did?" she spat angrily.

I only told him I heard he was a man whore.

It couldn't have damaged him that much, right?

Then she did something I totally didn't expect at the moment; she burst into tears.

I mean wracking sobs and shit.

Oh man.

Now Emmett was gonna kill me for making his girl cry.

I inched forward tentatively, "Hey," I said reaching out to her. "Don't cry."

"He's not a whore," she blubbered as I pulled her into my arms.

"He's been through a lot," she said her tears soaking my shirt.

"I'm sorry," I murmured rubbing her hair.

God what would I do to have hair like this.

Focus James.

Crying pregnant woman in your arms.

She cried for what seemed like an eternity, then she raised her head and looked up at me.

"I made you bleed," she stated simply with a grimace.

I nodded foolishly.

"I'm sorry," she said wiping my lip.

I shrugged, "It's only a little cut."

Little cut my ass, my lip was gonna swell if I didn't get some ice on it pronto.

"You have to apologize to Edward," she said stepping out of my arms.

I did that already.

"Okay," I said to her. No need to upset her anymore.

"I mean you have to make it up to him real good," she sniffed.

Great, what was I gonna do?

Sell my soul to the Devil for him?

I nodded again. "Anything."

"Good," she said, seemingly satisfied with that answer. "What are you doing today?"

Oh shit Al.

"I have a date," I said.

"With...mystery guy from last night?" she asked.

I nodded, "Yeah. Al."

"Nice. Well go get ready, I'm gonna go home and rest," she said.

And just like that, the storm was over.

I was never gonna get anyone pregnant.

Wait...I laughed inwardly at my thought.

Of course I wouldn't.

You're gay dumb ass.

Well whatever. At least I was a living gay dumb ass.

Bella waved as she headed out the door. I sighed in relief as the door closed behind her and then I felt the buzzing in my pants.

Someone was messaging me or calling, perfect timing. Really.

It was Emmett.

Hey buddy, Bella's on her way over to kill you. It was nice knowing you. - Love Em.

Gee. I felt the love there buddy. Dick.

I texted him back and then head to the shower, I'd clean up the mess later.

Oh are you wondering what the text was?

Fuck off! - Love James.

A/N: Well I hope you guys enjoyed it. I'm gonna get my butt in the bath before my mother strangles me when she gets here and I'm not ready. Hopefully my dad will protect me, but then again this is my mother I'm talking about. She'd take us both out lmao.

I'll do my replies next chapter as I'm pressed for time, but know that I love you all and appreciate every single review. *kisses* ~ Riney