A.N/ Okay, first off I want to appologize for the late update. I was planning on updating last weeked, but then I got last minute plans. I also want to say sorry for the length of this chapter. I am cramed with HW at the moment, but I wanted you guys to have something to read. Please RxR and let me know what you think. :D

The next couple of days went the same. I went to work, dealt with the nonchalant attitude of Jacob Black, and came home to Edward. He had been staying with me at Alice's a lot and he was often there before I got home from work. It was nice to walk in the door and immediately fall into his arms. It was so relaxing.

"Hello, Bella," I heard an all too familiar voice from behind me when I walked into the house after I got home. I turned around and saw James with his hand stuffed in his pockets and an angry expression on his face. I quickly did a once over of the living room and kitchen, trying to see if anyone else was here.

"Hi," I whispered. I could feel the sweat starting to form at my hairline. My heart was beating so fast I thought it was going to jump out of my chest.

"We need to talk," he said harshly.

"What about?" I questioned. My knees were shaking with fear and I grabbed onto the counter next to me for support. I tried to move a step away from him without him noticing, but he did and took one towards me so that we were the same distance apart as when we started.

"Us. I know that you are just being stubborn, and that's why you haven't come home. I mean, why else would you leave your stuff there?" he asked harshly. I could see his hands clenched in fists, the veins looking as if they were about to pop.

"I was planning on getting it tomorrow," I told him. My voice broke at the very end because I was so scared. After the night at the restaurant, I wasn't able to look at him without a feeling of fear.

"Oh really? With who? That little pixie friend of yours?" His tone was sarcastic, which should have been a warning for me to not react to his statement, but something inside me enraged an irrational jolt of bravery as I answered him.

"No, actually. With my boyfriend. Edward." I instantly regretted saying that, because I knew his reaction wasn't going to be pretty. I saw his jaw clench as he took a step closer to me. I instantly stepped back but was stopped when he grabbed my arm in the same place he had at the restaurant. His grip was so hard that tears started to form in my eyes.

"You slut," he spat at me. His grip was only getting tired and I could feel my skin burn. "You can't have moved on already. You just desperate to wrap your skinny little legs around someone?" he questioned as he pulled me against his chest. I hit him with such force that the breathe was knocked out of me.

"James, please let go," I pleaded as the tears ran down my face.

He responded by tightening his grip again.

"Please. It hurts," I said as fiercely as I could.

"Shut up," he replied. A sob escaped my chest and I saw his face get red with anger. His hand that wasn't gripping my arm rose in the air and I shut my eyes so I didn't see what I knew was coming. I was counting the seconds until I felt the harsh contact of his hand and my face, and I was at two seconds when I heard the front door open. I took a sharp intake of breathe and prayed that it was Edward. God must have been listening because not a second later I heard his velvet voice calling my name.

"Shit," James said. He put his hand at his side at let go of my arm. He looked around the room, trying to find an escape I assumed, and I figured that he wouldn't have the guts to do anything to me with Edward in the house, so I called Edward's name and told him I was in the kitchen. James looked at me with such anger I stumbled backwards.

"Bella," Edward said with a smile on his face until he actually looked at mine. He was totally oblivious to James, all he saw was me. "What happened to you?" he asked worriedly. When I didn't answer he looked around the room and I heard a growl escape his chest when his eyes landed on James. "Did you do this to her?" he asked. His voice was relatively calm, but you could tell that he wanted nothing more than to give James what he deserved.

"And if I did?" James retorted in a smartass tone of voice. Edward's calm composure completely left him as he took two long strides towards James. Their faces were only inches apart.

"Don't you ever put your hands on her." Edward hissed.

"You're just pissed because I got her to wrap her legs around me before you did. That's all she's good for, anyhow. You'll get bored with her. I know I did," James spat back. It hurt so much to hear something like that, but not nearly as much as the pain James must have been feeling when Edward punched him square in the jaw. I was too stunned to move. I had never seen this side of Edward, but I knew that I had to get over the astonishment and get in between them before something really bad happened. I quickly got in front of Edward and put my hands on his chest and shot him a pleading look. He took deep breath and a step backwards. James stumbled from his position on the ground with a hand clenching the spot that Edward punched him.

"You're going to regret that," he said before he ran out of the house and into his car. I had noticed that he wasn't driving my car anymore, which meant that mine was sitting at his house along with all of my other crap that I needed to get.

Edward and I stood in silence for what felt like forever. I knew he wasn't mad at me, but I knew that he was mad in general, and that wasn't something that I was used to. I had never seen this side of him before.

"Bella," he whispered as he took a cautious step towards me. He had his hands in front of him, as if to show that he wasn't dangerous. I took one of his hands in mine and took a step towards him as well. "I'm sorry," he said.

"Don't be. He deserved it." Though I wasn't a fan of violence, James was an exception.

"Did he hurt you?" he asked frantically. He took his hand away from mine and placed them both carefully on my face.

"I'm okay," I replied. I could feel my knees going weak as I looked into his eyes. There was so much emotion, it was overwhelming.

"Are you sure?" he questioned again. I answered him with a kiss. He took his hands off my face and trailed them down my arms, letting them rest on my hips. I placed my hands on the back of his neck and quickly let them disappear in his hair. He gently pushed my backwards until I was trapped in between the counter and him. He pulled away and smiled sexily before placing his hands at the bottom of my shirt, letting them inch their way up. I knew that I was blushing profusely, and I kissed him again so he didn't get to see the bright red tint to my cheeks.

We continued to kiss and slowly made our way to the couch. His hands returned to the bottom of my shirt, and they were just under my breasts when Alice ran in the house. I could hear her labored breathing, and in between breaths she managed to say, "Oh my god, Bella. You need to get to James house, and quick."