Yay! Here's part two. So, just to let you know- I did apologise to my iTunes on June 3rd. My words were slightly different, but it was the same thing. 'My Heart' by paramore came on but I had to pause it so I could sync my iPod... and I apologised. Thanks to Ashleigh for not thinking I was crazy!

I do not own Twilight.

"Emmett." My voice was stern. I took a menacing step towards Emmett, shooting fire at him with my eyes. Haha, it was fun to see him squirm.

"Edward, I-I..."

"Spit it out, Emmett." I growled.

"It's just a video surveillance system!"

"And why are you 'surveilling' my girlfriend?" I took another step towards Emmett and tried not to laugh as he backed away. He knows he could probably take me in a fight, but he's scared of the wrath of my anger. Maybe that will teach him to stop triggering my anger.

"She's so funny, Edward. And you never bring her over here anymore. I haven't had a laugh for days! I need Bella. I need to see her trip or make a complete fool of herself. That's all." Oh. That was all?

"I bring her over here a lot, Emmett. She was just here a couple of days ago."

"Well, yeah. But that was a couple of days ago! I need to see her do something stupid everyday."

"Don't you do enough stupid things everyday to amuse yourself? Do you really need Bella?" It was rhetorical, but he answered.

"Yes."

I sighed. Then a new thought flashed in my mind.

"Emmett, that is her bedroom. That is where she sleeps, that is where she needs privacy. I can't believe you would--" Through Emmett's mind, an image of Bella flashed through my head. She was in her room, facing away from the camera. Her fingers were undoing the hooks in the back of her bra.

"It's also where she gets dressed," Emmett was saying smugly. The image went away as he blocked his thoughts.

Emmett had seen my Bella get undressed. Emmett thought about it. He let me see it too. He thought about it. About her.

"Emmett!" I growled. I was no longer trying to scare him, I was truly angry.

He backed away. "Edward, that's all I've seen. I swear."

I growled and stormed out of the house.

"Where are you going?" Emmett was calling out to me, but I paid him no attention.

I got into my Volvo and sped away to Bella's house. Luckily for me, Charlie was at work.

Still fuming about Emmett's violation of Bella's privacy, I stormed into her house. The front foor banged open.

"Edward?" Bella was in the kitchen, making Charlie's dinner. She looked at me with confusion as I marched up the stairs to her room. Bella followed me.

When I got to her room, I turned towards the wall where the camera would be.

"Edward? What are you doing?" I ignored her and walked over to the wall. I could see the camera. It was a small camera. Probably not visible to human eyesight. I picked it up and crushed it in my fingers.

Once the offending device had been destroyed, I looked at Bella. The image Emmett had shown me flashed through my mind, but I pushed it away.

"Edward?" Bella was confused. She walked over to me and placed her hand on my arm, looking at me questioningly.

"Emmett," I growled, but not as fierce as before.

Bella sighed and pulled on my arm. We walked over to her bed and sat.

"What did he do this time?"

"Surveillance camera. He was upset that you hadn't been over in awhile, he said. He needed to see you trip. So he installed a camera in your room and got a crack out of it when you apologised to your iTunes." Bella froze next to me.

"Bella, I am so sorry. I did not know he had installed a camera. He didn't see anything." Much, I added to myself before continuing. "I yelled at him for it, and when I get back I will harm him. I'm sorry, love."

"Um. You said. H-he got a crack out of... When I... Um." Bella bit her lip. Worry was etched across her face.

"Oh, yeah. Bella, what was that about anyway?" I refused to believe Emmett, that Bella had gone nuts. It simply wasn't true. And she would explain... Wouldn't she?

"Bella?" She had gone silent.

"Bella, Emmett thinks you've gone crazy. But I know you haven't. There's a reasonable explanation for this, right?" Right?

She sighed.

So, yep. Review pleaseee!

More thanks to Obsessed.with.writing!! When I apologised to my iTunes, I told her about it and she's the one who said I should write it into Weirder Than Fiction. So thanks!

It is also because of her that I am lexy, fantabilotious, and a rocker of iPod docks, mismatched socks, and nonexisting socks! xoxo, Ash! :)

Go read and review her stories. They rock more socks than I do! lol