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BPOV

I was up in my room, finishing homework, when I heard the doorbell ring.

It's probably Billy and Jacob.

I thought when Charlie opened the door, loudly greeting them both. I had the suspicion that he was trying to let me know about their arrival, because he rarely acted so loud. What he didn't know was that I was in no way up for the set-up, no BellaxJacob time, I was concerned about it.

"Bells, would you mind coming down for a minute?"

I heard him yell, it was my nickname and that meant, he really needed something from me. I rather preferred the serious Charlie, not the imaginary matchmaker. I was in no position to say no, so I shut the book, threw a disgusting look at the pizza, which I had not touched yet and headed down the stairs. They were old and creaky, no one minded fixing them. When I finally got down, I was greeted by three confused looks.

What?

I thought until I got it, I was wearing my old, green sweats and looked too comfortable for my own good. It was not my fault, as I didn't plan on hanging out with them, I really did prefer my own room.

Blushing, I let my hand run through my hair. Jacob broke the silence with a wide grin.

"Hi, Bella!"

And pulled me in a bone-crushing hug, I patted his back lightly. Over his shoulder I saw Charlie wink at me, Billy gave me thumbs up. I would need to have a serious conversation with Charlie later, I thought to myself, freeing myself from Jacob's grip.

"Err, yes, hi, Jake! Billy."

I smiled, coyly. I was older than he was; what were they trying to do? If it was any other guy doing such thing, Charlie would have arrested him by now, but he seemed to be pretty free-minded when it came to Black.

"Charlie, I've got the beer, show me where the TV is!" Billy said, looking at dad. Charlie pushed his wheelchair to the living room.

I did not follow them. I was not here for the game. I was waiting to make a quick run and hide into my room. Jacob was still standing close to me, I flashed him a smile.

"Aren't you here for the game?" I asked, turning around to face the stairs.

"Oh, yes…" Jacob recollected himself, following where Charlie and Billy had gone.

I mentally patted myself on the back and started going up.

One step, two steps, three steps, four steps. I walked, counting to myself. Unfortunately, when I was at the seventh one, I heard Charlie's voice.

"Bella, you could show Jacob your room or something!"

I tripped and felt myself falling backwards. I closed my eyes, waiting for the back faces floor moment, but I did not. Someone had caught me; I opened one eye, then the other one. Jacob smiled like he had one a lottery. I, not so much. It was my red-letter day today; fate at my side was probably dying from laughing too much.

"Thank you, Jake."

I straightened up, he released me and I looked at him, his eyes were full of amusement.

"No please, so, the tour of the room? How about that?"

Did he really want it, I felt sick to my stomach. My room was my personal space, not some place to bring noisy Jacobs at. I nodded; I had to retaliate to Charlie for being there for me today and not getting angry. I still felt guilty for all of it.

"Come this way."

I walked up the stairs again, feeling him behind me. His body flashed some sort of warm waves, it made me feel relaxed. We finally reached my room, I opened the door and let him in first, he was like a little boy at a playground. I didn't know if he had been in a girl's room ever before, but now I was just waiting until he would get enough of it and get out. He, however, had different thoughts. Sighing, I closed the door behind me and went on my way to table. Jacob caught me by my wrist halfway; I was perplexed.

"What?" I stuttered.

"Your room is awesome, Bella!"

He announced, looking into my eyes. I tried not to think about where was this going, because that wasn't what I wanted. Lately, I didn't even know if anyone in this house listened to what I wanted. I felt myself blushing again, so much for trying to stay collected.

"Jacob, I think, the game is starting?"

"Why would you think that I came here for the game, Bella?"

"Well, baseball is an awesome game, it's really useful to watch and learn and…"

With every 'and' he pushed me closer to the wall, when my back finally hit it and we stopped, he changed the subject.

"I came here for you, since the day I saw you, I haven't been able to get you off my mind."

"Oh, really? Well, I have not had any problem with thinking about other things. You should try multi-tasking, it gets your mind busy and then you're all good." I tried fighting him off.

The situation I was in was awkward. I didn't want to ruin Charlie's and Billy's friendship just because his son was feeling attracted to me. I, also, did not want to give in to Jacob's harassment. I knew what he was trying to do and I hoped that somewhere in the middle of doing it, sense would be kicked in him.

"Jacob, I don't think that it's a good idea. You're younger than me and I rather see you as my friend, not something more."

My breath was becoming faster, as I tried to push him off of me. He was strong.

"Bella, you are the most beautiful person I've ever met. Inside and out." He continued on deluding my mind.

"If you don't get off me now, I will kick you in your sensitive parts." I hissed at him, the wall behind me was making my back hurt. I was basically pinned against it.

"I know that somewhere deep inside you like me too."

He leaned in for a kiss; I turned away, so he placed a sloppy one on my cheek.

"You asked for it, Jacob Black."

After a second, house was filled with a yell. He was finally away from me, lying on my floor, screaming. It might have been just my imagination, but I was sure I heard someone snicker behind my window. That was impossible, though.

"Sorry." I mumbled, hearing footsteps.

Charlie had come up, Billy wasn't able to, as he was in the wheelchair, but I heard him yell something about 'What is happening there?'

"Bella, what is this all?"

He pointed at Jacob, who was recovering. Obviously, I had more strength that I thought I had. That made me smile on the insides.

"He was forcing himself on me." I nonchalantly answered, hearing him protest in his incoherent mumbles.

"I can see it, but why all the violence, Bells?"

"Dad, don't be ridiculous now. I'd rather prefer to be left alone; can you get him out of here?" I pleaded.

In this situation, I barely felt sorry or guilty. I did what I had to do, where is the feminism? I was not some Jacob's doll to pin up against a wall and suck faces with, he was not my type and, as I had stated before, I'd rather have him as a friend than a perverted teenager.

Charlie helped Jacob get up and they both left, he told me that he would have a talk with me tomorrow; today I had to go to bed. He was in no mood for the daughter-father talk this evening and that made me feel serene. They had resumed to the game, after an hour or so, from my window, I saw the Black's leave. I had done my homework by then, so all that there was left, was to get ready for the bed.

I brushed my teeth, went into the shower, feeling the water steam down my face. It felt good, relaxing even. When I had turned water off and dried my hair, I got into my silly pajama pants and changed into another shirt, this time it was blue. While moving around the bathroom, I heard Charlie go to his room. He was probably going to bed by now, too. I didn't mind sharing the only bathroom with him, as he did everything in the mornings and rarely left it in a mess.

I got into my room and under the covers, feeling the cold sheets welcome me. It was not a trouble for me to get to sleep, but I wasn't a sound sleeper, every noise could wake me up in an instant.

That was what happened when I was deep into a dream. Edward was there, his black eyes on me repeatedly. The crash, his body colliding with mine and the look on his face. It looked like thirst, though I didn't know what that could be. My dream replayed the events of the day, again and again. Was my sub-consciousness trying to tell me something? I woke up with a loud crack; I didn't get up and turn the lights on. I stayed quiet, slowly opening my eyes. There was a figure in my room, standing and watching over me. It had the topaz eyes I had seen in my dream, but I couldn't understand it. What was it doing here, in my room?

"Who are you?"

EPOV

Shit, she had caught me. Her voice was hoarse, but in the moonlight, she looked even more beautiful. I felt the need to turn around and jump out of the window, something was holding me back. Back at the school, when the van had almost crushed her, I felt like my thirst was being eased. If I could have her so close to me, I did not lust for her blood that much. Of course, a part of me did want to feel the taste of it, but I could silence it. I was able to leave it behind me. I had watched Isabella the whole evening, sitting on a tree by her window. To my family, I had told that I'm going to hunt, that would've been only natural, after all that had happened. Carlisle had released me from my doubts, saying I did the right thing. He did warn me about her stubbornness, but I had seen that before, so that was not news to me.

I saw Bella hurt Jacob, which, mind you, smelled awful. I knew what he was turning into, so I was proud of Isabella showing the 'stars'. I felt over-protective of her, although I saw her protect herself well enough.

Now she was leaning all over her bed, closer to me. Her eyes wide, but why didn't she scream? Call for help or call this impossible? How could I explain my presence in her room, when she didn't even know what I was? The curiosity in Bella's face grew with every inch; finally, she was so close to me she could touch me. Her hand trailed from my shoulders, to my neck, to my face. I just stood still, not breathing her in. Did it even occur to her that I was able to kill her in half a second? She seemed to be oblivious, just leaning in closer. I backed myself away, her eyes wide.

"I'm sorry, Isabella." I breathed, desperate to get out.

And so I left her, trying to wipe the moment we shared off my mind. Her scent was lingering on me; I wouldn't have an explanation ready if someone sensed it. I didn't care, because my soul felt free. I was happy for being who I was, wasn't I? Something about me drew her closer; it enchanted her to be calm when I was around. I was disgusting, my thoughts about myself abruptly changed. How would I explain this to Melody? Yes, I did remember her and what we had together. The supposed future. Rosalie would have killed me now, if she knew about this. Then again, Isabella and I, it made me care less about everything else.

I got closer to home, listening to their thoughts. They didn't suspect anything, though, when I was finally in, Alice hurried my way with the most irritated expression ever. My sister was ready to kill, no doubt.

"YOU SELFISH IDIOT." She snarled my way, trying not to scream at me.

Everyone in the house probably heard it either way, but they didn't know what was it about. Probably thought that it was about her car-in-need or something related to it. Alice, however, had her visions. She had seen me in Bella's room. I ignored her, passing by her and heading up the stairs to my room, I needed music, something that would calm me down from the sudden wave of emotions I had encountered. She followed, throwing her thoughts at me. In a different situation, I would have laughed.

You tell me that I'm not allowed to approach Isabella, and then you do this?! How do you think it makes me feel? You're keeping me away from my future friend, Edward!

"Alice, will you stop? It is nothing, and I still stand by my opinion, stay away."

I answered her. I had reached the door of my room now and turned around to look at the petite framed monster.

I will talk to her. Today, the day after today and later on, Edward. After what you did tonight, you are not holding me back and having her all for yourself!

With that, I opened my door and with no mercy, smashed it shut. Not letting her or inviting her in.

For your pleasure, Melody is coming home tomorrow. Be happy, you prick.

She threw at me, before stumping away angered. Alice probably went to Jasper, trying to talk him into comforting her.

I put on Debussy and waited for the sunrise. In Forks, it was rarely sunny, so with sunrise I had meant the start of the day. The moment when we go to school and live like humans again. Today, I was sure; I didn't have biology in my schedule.

I heard someone enter the room, a figure stood in front of me and I was able to pick up its thoughts. Melody had come home, now she was leaning in to my just like Bella had. She did use more force and she didn't have the curiosity or fear to hold her back.

I heard you had some awful days.

Melody thought, before kissing my lips. I 'awoke' from my trance, giving myself up to her. Even though I was a vampire, frozen and cold and, I winced at the thought, dead, I still needed to unleash my frustration and emotions. I was a hormonal being, after all. And I had my needs and wants. I had given up the 'chaste' thing ages ago.

She started to pull my shirt over my head; Melody had missed me quite a lot, obviously. I was in no position to say no to her, so I started unbuttoning her blouse.

"Are you sure that we have the time?" I whispered in her neck, kissing her passionately.

We have forever.

She giggled, that phrase got to me every time. Melody knew me better than anyone, I thought trying to banish Bella's look from my mind. She was human, I was a sick being for just thinking about being with her.

Somewhere in the house, I heard Alice growl, she, of course, saw what we were doing. In addition, she was not a little girl, so Esme didn't have to run to her and cover her eyes.

***

What did you break this time?

I was the last one to get to car, as I got it; there was no chance of escaping the thoughts of others. I always knew what they thought, but ALL of us knew what the others were doing when it came to having sex. It was hard to miss, as we rarely acted quiet. Awkward moments commenced, though we had learned to respect each other. Clearly, Emmett had not. I decided to ignore him and let him go on with his imagination, it was pure gold and I couldn't wait until he had the next breaking beds time with Rosalie, so I could tease him. We all did act immature at times.

Melody wasn't coming to school today, she wanted to help Esme around the garden and she had never been too fond of going to school repeatedly. She did that just because of my family, out of the reverence she felt.

So, whom of them are you leading on?

Alice had a more of an extraordinary thought in her head; she held her visions close to her heart. We both knew that they didn't come true always. Alice didn't want to admit it, but deep inside, I knew she knew that.

We both know that you will leave Melody.

She continued, I looked at the rearview mirror and in her eyes, pure spitefulness.

"Alice, would you stop that?"

"What is she doing again?" Rosalie asked, looking at Alice.

Today, the front seat spot belonged to Jasper, he had told me that he can't stand being squished next to Emmett and Rosalie, as their feelings made him want to drag Alice somewhere and… Yes, for the sake of keeping it pg13, he hadn't continued his grief.

"Edward doesn't want to admit that my visions are finally coming true!" she burst out. I wanted to sink into the seat and never come up again. Sadly, it was impossible. Rosalie coldly laughed.

"Is it about Isabella? Alice, now that Melody is back, I doubt…"

"Rose, we all know that he will give in, wait and see." Alice interrupted her.

"Judging by what he and Melody did in the morning, there's no Bella in my sight." Emmett joined in.

"Guys, would you please calm down, it's driving me mad." Jasper, too, had to voice his opinion. He was trying to spread calm waves around us, but it was not doing much.

Their thoughts and sentences were coming at me, as I was trying not to slam the car in the nearest tree. We finally turned into the parking lot, yesterday's events behind and I got out as fast as it was possible. I would have to have a session of Stanley's thoughts to get over theirs. It was a pure torture, at least for me. When I shut the door, I saw the car I wanted to see deep inside of me. She was standing against it, her eyes looking somewhere far off. In the moment when she was already turning her eyes to look at me, I looked away and heard Emmett roar in laugher.

"You suck at flirting, brother."

He patted me on the shoulder and with Rosalie by his side, went to the building six. Rosalie looked back with a warning in her eyes, yet I knew that she wouldn't tell Melody a thing. No matter how much she threatened me. Alice, however, had different plans in her head. She let go of Jasper's hand, who looked as startled as I was, and made her way to Bella.

Watch me, Edward.

She thought, approaching her. Alice was planning to do everything to make me angry and irritated. I couldn't let this happen, I knew that Alice would even ask Bella to sit with us at lunch, if she had the chance. I went right after her, not trying to think about whether Isabella remembered the night before. I hoped that she would blame it on a dream, because she was dreaming about me and it would be no surprise for her to imagine me. I had heard her say my name and it was the sweetest thing, it would get me through the day if it needed to.

"Bella, hi, I'm Alice!"

I cringed, the incorrigible had happened. I could swear I saw Alice bouncing from the happiness. She was excited to break my rule and talk to Bella. I looked at Bella's face, she didn't seem to be scared, she was calm and even smiled at Alice. Everyone passing by watched them both in interest; we never talked to the students without a necessity to.

"I got your car home to you, I wish we could've talked, but I didn't have the time and…"

That was what she was trying to hide from me for the whole night, when I told her not to do so. I was finally next to her, putting my hands on her shoulders and squeezing them lightly.

"Bella, sorry, my sister sometimes acts like a bizarre being." I apologized to her, seeing her eyes widen at my voice interrupting. Bella blushed; Alice flashed me a mischievous grin.

You always fall in my trap, Edward. It's time you learn something.

"Alice, we should go before you make Isabella uncomfortable." I assured her, trying to drag her away.

"Edward, wait!" Bella cut me off, looking at Alice and then back to me, "Alice doesn't make me feel bad, I'm thankful for her."

Alice smiled wildly, if I didn't have my hands on her shoulders, she would have sky-rocketed in the clouds. She was happy that Bella liked her and her thoughts screamed at me in triumph.

"And speaking of weird beings, I have to talk to you."

A/N: my heart is filled with joy everytime I see my story being added to favs/put on story alert and new reviews make me as happy as Alice is when speaking to Bella! :)

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