So, like I stated in the last chapter, this one is in Edward's POV. I think I rewrote this chapter six times. Hopefully you guys will enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.

xxx

May 2008: High School Building

Edward's POV

Bella is leaned over holding a pen between her lips. Her eyes, rimmed black, looks at Vicki in amused fashion. The redhead whispers something and Bella smirks; her, now nearly black, hair grazes her shoulders. My eyes flit to her loose tee, not too low but just enough to show a sliver of cleavage. Images of her naked chest assault my vision and I shift in my seat. Her eyes glance up to Vicky, and she smirks a little. Her confidence is sexy as hell and terrifying. I glance at her pen again and I nearly groan.

That pen is getting more action in the past five minutes than she's given me in weeks.

Immediately guilt slams into me, it's an ugly feeling, my own selfishness.

Her brother shot himself in the head and all you can think about is your cock.

When this all started I had no idea what what I was getting into. Bella's always been private, not sharing her secrets unless pushed or when she's teetering on the edge. That hurts too, because on some psychological level, she doesn't trust me, doesn't trust that I can handle it, handle her, handle us.

Memories of Bella being thrown against the car, her head cracking on the window, Charlie's hand raised, and I see red all over again. She'd laughed at him. Like the reckless girl she was. Some part of me knew Charlie was an issue, but the night she broke down and talked about how he touched her, the only thing I could do was hold her. If I didn't, I would've killed him.

Bella giggles at something Laurent says and jealousy burns through me. I'm not stupid, the guy is into her. Whether or not she knows it is unknown to me. She knows I don't like Vicky's group, particularly her jackass of a boyfriend. The guy is bad news.

Just look at me.

I want things to go back to how they were. She completely shut herself off from me, and it hurts. I don't know how to fix this chasm between us and she doesn't seem to mind it at all.

Just look at me.

Her eyes flit back to Vicki, smiling and Laurent nudges her side. She blushes.

My fists clench at my sides.

She's trying to kill me.

Laurent says something else and she giggles again.

My feet are moving towards them before I realize what I'm doing. The closer I get, the more tense I get. This ugly emotion twists inside of me, it's powerful and all consuming, my vision is tunneling on her and the guy who thinks he has a shot.

Mine.

But is she really? Was she ever really yours?

The thought just pisses me off more.

I reach the table and she looks up at me, her face indifferent.

I'm losing her.

The thought has me panicking but I can't do anything rash here, too many people.

"Sup Cullen," James taunt and my eyes narrow on him.

"Piss off James," I say before turning back to her. "I need to talk to you."

She blinks for a moment. "I'm kind of in the middle of studying right now."

My spine tightens. I don't given a flying rat's ass what you're doing.

I take a breath and relax some. "Please Bella, it won't take long."

She rolls her eyes but picks up her school bag nonetheless. "Be right back."

I lead her to an empty classroom and when she enters, she closes the door and leans against it.

Now that we're here, I don't know what to say. There's so much and I have no idea where to even start.

How did we get to this point anyways?

She huffs, her face a complete look of irritation. "Well what?"

Her tone is bitchy and impatient, like being here with me is the last thing she wants. My eyes fall to her changed appearance, her newfound confidence sends heat down my spine and pisses me off. This new determination for something I can't seem to grasp leaves me reeling and disappointed.

"New everything." Is what she had said.

I knew when Seth died she would need time, and when she completely shut down from the world, hiding in her room for days, refusing to speak, refusing to function, my stepfather said it was normal, that she would come around. And she did, she showed up at the breakfast table all smiles and a fierceness in her eyes that put me on edge.

She left the house with Vicki and came back almost a different person.

She propels herself off the door and adjusts her book bag. "Look Edward, you said you needed to talk, I'm busy so spit it out already."

Her words sting me as if she's just slapped me.

What is happening to us?

I have to say something, anything or else she'll just leave.

"I don't think you should hangout with Laurent, he has a thing for you." I blurt out.

Her face is this blank mask, her eyes void of any emotion. The seconds tick by and I feel myself growing more nervous by the second.

She let's out a bark of laughter, all bitterness and her eyes narrow. "Jesus, you're unbelievable you know."

The anger comes back full swing.

"Don't act like I'm being ridiculous," I say taking a step towards her. "The guy clearly likes you, and you're just feeding into his fantasy."

Her eyes flash at me, cold and unfeeling. "Get over yourself," she spits at me. "Laurent and I are friends-

I kick a desk sending it barreling across the room. "Don't give me that bullshit Bella!"

"Jesus Edward, really?" She shakes her head and laughs again. "Well aren't you such a man," she says with a smirk stalking towards me. "Look at big, bad Edward," she mocks gesturing to the desk.

Her derision and discontent overwhelms me.

Why Bella, why are you doing this to me?

"I'm sorry your brother died, Bella" I whisper and she just continues to glare at me. I sigh. "That doesn't mean you can just treat me like shit."

With that, I stalk around her and head for the door and open it.

"Fuck you Edward," she yells as I close it behind me.

A crash echoes in the room behind me.

New everything, huh.

Including me I guess.

xxx

Sometimes I just want to shake some sense into her. Sadly. things will get ugly before they get better.

Please let me know what think of the chapter.

Do you think Edward has a right to be angry and frustrated? Or is he pushing too much. I'd love to hear your thoughts!