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A/N: I'm sorry for leaving you all hanging for so long; I got momentarily distracted.

I fell into his kiss, his lips trailing on my collar bone, across my jaw, lingering on my lips momentarily, and back again. Something pulled at the edge of my mind… Something important I was forgetting. My eyes flew open at the sound of a feral roar. Edward was pulled from my arms by Emmett, and thrown aside. Edward flew back at him. I ran between them, and pulled them apart. I glared into Edward's eyes and spat icily, "Not here." I kissed his cheek and looked pleadingly into his eyes. He jerked away from Emmett, pulling me with him toward the main building, then finally sweeping me into his arms. His eyes were an angry black, and were really starting to worry me.

"Edward…"

He muffled a low growl.

"Edward…" I tried again, forcing him to look at me. His eyes lightened immediately when he saw the worry on my stricken face.

"Bella, I'm sorry. Emmett just… you should have heard what he planned to do to you." He muttered in disgust.

"I know, I'm sorry. I should have never-"

"Bella, don't for a second think this is your fault." He looked repulsed by such an idea. At this point we were in front of the office and he said, "Look ill." I'm not sure how he wished I accomplish this, but I did what I was told and made a valiant attempt by laying limp in his arms, my eyes closed and was shocked when I saw James' burgundy eyes. I felt myself break into a sweat and pale. I desperately wanted to open my eyes; James was boring into my soul. I didn't know what he was doing in my mind after 2 months: I thought I had forgotten about him, or at least stopped seeing his eyes in my dreams or whenever I shut my eyes.

"Bella?" My angel's concerned voice cut through my fear. My eyes flew open to see his face etched in worry. "Bella what did you see?"

"James." My voice came out in a breathy tone that had suggested I'd just woken up. Edward raised an eyebrow.

"I'm taking you home." He said with authority. It was no use fighting him; he was already carrying me and I couldn't very well jump out of his arms in my state without breaking something. He tightened his grip on me as if he knew what I was thinking.

When we got to my house, we sat in his car for a while. I could tell Edward was still cooling off from his confrontation with Emmett. And trying hard not to make it visible. My head had cleared and I was able to sit up straight without getting struck by waves of dizziness. He held my hand in his and looked over at me anxiously, as if he were worried I would make him turn the car around and take me back to Emmett. At this point, I didn't want to be anywhere but here. I kissed him softly and laid my head on his shoulder in reassurance.

Prior to Edward's insistence, he carried me into my house, up the stairs and into my room. He laid me on my bed and wrapped his arms around my waist. I turned around in his arms so I was facing him. I saw doubt and worry written on his perfect features. "Edward… Stop looking so worried. I'm fine." I kissed him to punctuate my statement. He pulled me closer and put his head on my shoulder.

"It's not that I'm worried about. I'm worried about you suddenly pulling away from me and demanding to be taken back to Emmett. And to see you…" he struggled for his words, "To see you…kiss him again." His words touched me and brought tears into my eyes. I was suddenly aware of how much he cared for me. How much he'd always cared for me.

"Edward, I can't care for anyone but you. Not anymore; I can't make myself want to be with someone else. I can't not want to be with you; for everything to not be just like this, with me in your arms, always." I felt tears spill from my eyes, and Edward's lips go to kiss them away. Like everything else in my life that went wrong, he kissed it away.

The rest of the week passed by in a dream. Edward spent every moment with me, never leaving my side; though the teachers frowned upon his demanded schedule change, poor Mrs. Cope was no match for Edward's dazzling abilities. As I spent the entirety of my class periods staring at Edward, he took notes for me, in his elegant script. I felt bad, but he insisted that a beautiful creature (such as me) shouldn't have to lift a finger, and he kissed me reassuringly while the teacher's back was turned, and held my hand throughout the class period. No matter what he did though, I still attempted (and failed) to take my own notes. As soon as I lifted the pencil, he took my hand and showered it with kisses, causing me to release the pencil. At lunch, Edward refused to let go of my waist. Oblivious to his family's eyes, he kissed my neck affectionately, particularly in front of Emmett. Emmett glared at the two of us, fuming. Alice, on the other hand, beamed when she saw us.

I could see Emmett get steadily angrier. I tried to make Edward stop, before Emmett exploded and threw the table across the room. Edward however, simply pulled my face away so I couldn't see Emmett. If Emmett threw this table, it was not my fault.

The inevitable roar erupted, and Emmett jumped from the table. I could swear I felt Edward smile against my skin. "You did that on purpose." I accused.

"It wasn't anything he didn't deserve." Edward replied innocently, and then resumed his route on my neck. I sighed and regretfully pulled him from my neck.

"I think you should go apologize." I chastened.

"What for?" He asked distractedly, staring longingly at my neck. I sighed.

"For irritating him." I said in a strict tone.

He sighed heavily. "Bella, he did mostly the same thing to me! You didn't make him apologize to me!" He had me there, and he knew it.

"You know you sound exactly like a five year old."

"He started it." He mumbled, humoring me. I laughed and he pulled me up, threw away my tray, and took me to our next class.

A/N: So...what'd ya think? Good? Bad? Worth the wait? Review!