Sobriety seems to be hitting me like a stack of bricks as I hear Edward nearing. I quicky sit up straight and smooth out my hair, along with my dress. Emmett is gone through the curtain as fast as Edward comes in.

Edward gives me a once over glance and starts walking toward me. "Don't," I say holding up a hand. "I thought you wanted us to work on things and then I stumble upon you and Rosalie? What the hell was that?" I demand, completely disregarding what just happened with Emmett and I.

Edward stands in place and swiftly runs his fingers through his hair, combing it back. "Bella, nothing happened, I swear."

I take my gaze off of him and allow my eyes to wander anywhere else in the room. "You sure didn't seem in any hurry to stop her from stripping in front of you."

I rise up from the small couch and begin to pace slowly, Edward's eyes on me the whole time, but he remains silent. "It would be so much simpler wouldn't it Edward? You and Rosalie. She's not fragile, you don't have to be tasked with turning her."

I cross my arms and face away from him slightly. He walks over and reaches for my hands, pulling them into his and me closer to his chest. I look up at him but quickly stare down towards our feet.

Edward lifts my chin gently and looks into my eyes, pain filling his expression. "Do you really have feelings for Emmett, Bella?" he asks quietly.

"Edward, I...look, something seems to have changed between you and I, something has drifted us. I have felt so distance from you for awhile now. I hate it. I don't want to hurt you, Edward, I love you," I add barely above a whisper, "but I can't lie to you and deny that I do feel something for Emmett."

I step back from Edward before pleading, "can we please just go back to the cabin, I don't want to be around everyone else tonight?"

He nods and surprisingly reaches out for my hand, lacing our fingers together, silently leading the way. I keep my head down to avoid any gazes I might catch along the way.

As we reach his car, he opens the passenger door for me. I buckle myself in and rest my head on the window and remain that way the rest of the drive back.

Once we reach the cabin, Edward is again, at my side, opening the door for me. I smile weakly and thank him, otherwise remaining silent. I sink down onto the couch with an exasperated sigh and look over at Edward who is staring intently

"How about a hot bath, let off some steam and soak your sore muscles?" Edward suggests, "I'll start it for you."

I nod, "that sounds nice." I just want to relax and soak my worries away, followed by a hopefully restful night of sleep.

Edward disappears into the bathroom and I stand, walking into the bedroom to find something to change into. I grab a simple set of cotton pjs and head towards the bathroom, Edward sitting on the closed toilet lid near the bathtub.

"Bella, could I sit in here with you? So we could talk?" Edward asks, full of hope.

I bite my lower lip in contemplation, "I guess we can't keep avoiding the inevitable, right?" I sigh, my hopes of relaxation defeated.

I turn in front of Edward and motion for him to unzip my dress, "could you help me?"

He stands and gently tugs at the zipper, his cool fingers brushing along the skin of my spine, giving me goosebumps. I shudder the chill away through my body and step out of the dress, also unhooking my bra, slightly embarrassed at my lack of panties as I remember earlier, with Emmett in the club.

I don't make mention of it and neither does Edward as I step in and sink down into the hot, bubbly water, sighing in warm relief.

Edward is first to break the silence, "so...this thing with Emmett...was it a one off thing? Do yo-...do you think we can fix this, Bella. Do you want to?"

I lift a hand and slide my other down it, wiping away bubbles as a nervous tactic. "I'm not sure, Edward," I reply. "Is there anything between you and Rosalie, do you have feelings for her?"

Edward hesitates, "Things with Rosalie and me have always been complicated, but she was always with Emmett and he is my brother. Bella I want to be honest with you, Rosalie and I have always had a chemistry between us." Edward sits at the edge of the tub and tucks a piece of hair behind my ear.

I stare down at my feet propped up at the edge of the tub. "Have you ever felt like you owed it to you both to...see where that goes...now that Emmett doesn't seem to be a problem?" I ask

Edward frowns, "Bella, I'm not sure if I'm attracted to Rosalie in the depth that I am you...but if this is something you think you need to explore with Emmett...I guess I have to respect your wishes."

I grab a loofah and soak it with water and bubbles and run it over my shoulder blade. "Can we not decide our fates tonight? Its too confusing."

Edward gently reaches for the loofah and whispers, "let me," as he softly guides it along my back. I close my eyes and drop my head enjoying the sentiment.

What am I doing? Will this break Edward, will it break me? I focus on deeply breathing and look over at Edward as he grabs a towel and offers it out to me. "You need some sleep, Bella."

I nod and step out of the water and he wraps the towel around me before swiftly scooping me up and carrying me to the bed. "Don't worry, I'm not trying anything except comforting you."

I am so exhausted from the days events, I drift to sleep almost immediately against Edwards chest as he carries me to the bed