A/N: okay I am so sorry it took me so long to get this up, life has been really hectic of late, but hear we go. Hear is the next chapter and because of what SaraEMC2 said I kinder went into the effects of seeing Carlisle and Bella together has on him.

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Isabella C

Gold Dust

Life is shit. Not only have I met the girl of my dreams (literally), but we live in the same apartment. You would think this is a good thing right? Wrong. She is seeing some one and I'm pretty sure she is sleeping with my father as well.

I don't know what's bothering me more. Was it that fact that she is now dating Mr. Magnificent (I really should start calling him Jacob)? Or was it that she seemed closer to my family then me? And then there was her questionable relationship with my father.

Two weeks ago when I had walked in on her on top of Carlisle my heart had snapped and started to crumble away. I really don't know haw I managed not to pull him from the floor, punch him and chuck him from the apartment.

I don't really care that his is my father I can't stand the thought of any one other than my touching her. But you see hear lies the problem. I'm pretty sure she doesn't think of me other than her best friends, boyfriend's brother.

I had seen them a few times at work now that I was paying more attention and slight stalking her. The way he looked at her was slightly odd. It was always full of love but it was like a cross between the look her had when he was looking at Rose and the one he had when he looked at Esme. It disturbed me and every time I saw him look at her like it I wanted to wrap my arms around her delicate waist, pulling her against me and gluer at the man I called dad.

For days now I had watched her, hell I even stayed up most nights to see her when she got home and got up early to see her before she left for work. I had to make sure that she came home alone and that she left alone. I know why wouldn't she leave alone if she came home alone but you never know, she might have snuck someone in after I went to bed.

Nearly every morning I watched from the living room window. Most mornings she would take a cab but sometimes my father would be waiting in his chuffer driven Mercedes. Carlisle would always be leaning against the side of the car, two cups of coffee in his hands. As soon as he saw her he would smile at her and she would always smile back with such love and affection and my heart always cracked a little bit more every time.

Instead of dreams full of Bella and me, I was played by nightmares of Bella and Carlisle.

It always started with them lying on the floor exactly haw I had found them that day but unlike reality they never looked up when I spoke. Instead Carlisle rolled them over so he was on top of her, one hand on her waist whilst he supported his wait on his other arm that was next to her head, his fingers playing with strands of her hair.

And then it happened.

His head would fall, there lips crashing together. Bella's eyes fluttered closed and she moaned into Carlisle's mouth as her arm wrapped around his neck, her fingers weaving into his hair. Carlisle's hand slipped from her waist and down her thigh before working its way back up, slipping under her dress as he went.

Her head fell back as she gasped, her hips arching up, rubbing against Carlisle's crotch coursing him to moan deeply as his head fell to Bella's exposed neck, his teeth crazing it. I couldn't move. It was like I was frozen there unable to speak, to move, even to look away. That was until I felt a warm hand on my shoulder.

My head darted to the side taking in the large form of Jacob Black ('The Magnificent Jake'). He stood there smiling down at him, his shoulder length black hair pulled back in a tight pony tail. Like the first day I had met him, he was in his black suit and white button up shirt. He didn't look happy.

His lips where pulled tight in a thin line, a look of disgust on his face. The warm brown color of his skin glistened in the light. I took me a minuet to realize that he was crying. Even though he looked disgusted he also looked heart broken. I was about to say something but my voice caught in my throat.

Before my eyes Jacob was changing. The color draining from his ski, going from the warm brown to a pail white. His hair was vanishing, becoming a light bronze. He blinked but when they reopened they where a startling green. Slowly his head turned to look at me.

I took me longer then it should to realize I was looking back at the heart broken face of my self. I wanted to scream but I was overwhelmed by the sense of loss. I could feel the tears falling before I really knew I was crying. I felt like some one had ripped the most important thing in my life from me, only to dangle it in front of me just out of reach, taunting me with the fact that they it was gone and it was never coming back.

I couldn't stop the screams of pain that escaped from between my lips. My legs gave out and I crumpled to the floor. I could feel the blood gushing down my back as I looked up at the still standing, still weeping me but he wasn't looking at me. His eyes where fixed on something in front of me and the tears fell more quickly.

I followed his gaze and once again I wanted to scream. It wasn't Carlisle any more, it was me but I looked so different. My green eyes where dark, almost black, my pail skin even more white then normal. I looked so hungry and…demonic I guess as I thrust into her so hard and ruff.

Blood was running down my sides from deep scratches on my back. She was moaning, her legs wrapped around my waist as she arched up to met my thrusts. And then everything changed.

My eyes where no longer black they where a deep crimson. My taunting smile slipped into something more menacing as my head fell to her exposed neck, my teeth beard as I dug them deep into her neck. The scream that ripped from her was a mix of pain and lust. My eyes where turning a lighter shade of red as I started to suck the blood from her, small trails leaking from my mouth, running down her neck to pool on the floor.

I continued to thrust into her as I sucked the very life from her. She had stopped screaming now, her legs falling from where they had been wrapped around me to lay here limp at her sides. Her skin was losing color quickly, her fingers slipping from my hair as they to fell limp.

"Edward"

I moaned as I pulled my head away from her neck, my lips a bright crimson from her blood. She lead there pail and lifeless, her eyes wide, her mouth open slightly. She wasn't moving, not breathing, not doing anything.

Dead.

"Mr. Cullen? Mr. Cullen you there?"

Jessica's concerned voice cut through my day dream, well day nightmare I guess you could call it.

"Mr. Cullen?"

My head snapped down to the intercom at the sound of my name. Haw long had I been out? She sounded really panicked and I felt even more horrid than I already did. Slowly I reached out and pushed the button on the intercom.

"Yes Jessica?"

"Carlisle would like to see you Sir"

Sighing my eyes slipped closed. I wanted so much just to hit my head repeatedly against the wall. Grate that was all I needed right now, to see the love of my life and my dad looking at each other really oddly.

"Sir are you okay? You sound like you've been crying"

I froze before darting to my computer screen, turning it off as I went. My eyes where rimed in red, my checks wet from my tears. I had been crying. Growling I angrily wiped away my tears.

"No Jessica I'm fine. Thank you"

With that I grabbed my jacket and headed out the door, desperately trying to regain some of cool…I guess you could call it. I didn't want to be here. Haw the hell am I supposed to deal with this shit? My office door slammed behind me, startling Jessica.

I hated this. I hated all of it. It's not like I hadn't tried in these last few weeks. Hell I even attempted to make dinner on several occasions but she never really seemed that interested. But one of the things that bothered me the most was when I brought up hers and Carlisle's relationship.

All she would ever say was that she had known Carlisle for years and that he meant a lot to her. And like the cowered I was I could never bring myself to ask her to elaborate or even ask any one else about it, let alone Carlisle himself.

Before I knew it I was standing in front of Carlisle's closed, office door. Dame it I got here fast. Without knocking I took a deep breath and pushed the doors open. Carlisle didn't bother to look around as I came in, he was to busy nattering on the phone.

"…a problem. I love you too Esme. See you tonight"

I hated that man some times. Haw the hell could he do this to Esme. She adored him and he supposedly her. I loved my mother. She was so kind and loving to every one and not just her family. In my twenty three years I had only seen her angry once and that was when Emmet and I had a pool party one year at the summer house in Forks. We had invited almost every one from our years at school and the place had got trashed. Esme and Carlisle had turned up the next day to spend the weekend and found there under age son and his close friend hung over with thirty odd other teens who also happened to be under age and hung over, asleep all over the very trashed house.

Esme loved that house. It was her pride and joy and her master piece, as she liked to call it and to come home and find that windows where broken, furniture stained with various different substances, but worst of all had to be the grand piano that had belonged to her grand father. She loved that thing like it was a fourth child, but some jack ass had managed to scratch the entire left side.

That had been it. With tears streaming down her face she had screamed at me for what felt like hours. Afterwards I felt so horrid that I had practically cried for forgiveness. I couldn't believe I had done such a thing to my mother. But like any angry parent she made me earn back her respect and trust, not to mention all the money to repair every last little bit of damage that had occurred but most of all to her precious piano.

I could help the smile that spread across my lips at the happy memories. That was the last summer I had spent at the house in Forks. I wounded if it was the same at all, after all it had been seven years since I had been there and I knew haw Esme liked to decorate. But the smile faded as I felt a firm hand on my shoulder.

"Edward my boy, I'm so glad your hear"

He sounded so happy, and I could stop the skeptical look I new I had on my face as I razed and eyebrow questionably. Laughing Carlisle lead me over to his desk, his hand never leaving my shoulder before he pushed me down into one of the two chairs in front of his desk, finally letting go of me so he could perch on the edge of the desk on front of me.

"As you know your mother and I are heading of to Alaska tomorrow for two weeks"

I nodded my head in understanding, not quite sure where this was going. Every year they would go to Alaska to visit Esme's cousin Tanya like Esme had ever since she was a little girl. Every one knew that he would be gone for two weeks so why did he feel the need to remind me all of a sudden?

"Carlisle you wanted m…"

I turned n my chair eyes wide as I took in Bella. She was stunning as always but unlike most days she had abandoned her suit trousers for 'The Dress', and that could only mean one thing. She had a date with 'Mr. Perfect'.

I felt my heart sink. God life sucks. Was I never meant to be happy?

"Ah yes Bella, perfect timing"

Tarring my eyes away from my Goddess I looked at Carlisle in confusion. What was he up to? I hardly noticed as Bella walked past me, sitting in the chair next to me. It was only when her knee brushed against mine that I looked at.

She looked just as confused as I suspected I did. So she didn't know what he was up to either. Carlisle was beaming as he looked at the two of us, his eyes twinkling. I had to admit I was slight scared. I hadn't seen Carlisle like this in forever.

"Bella as you know I'm not going to be in town for the next two weeks as Esme and I are going on holiday. And I know you normally take this time off but…"

Carlisle trailed of. Bella was sitting up in her chair, extremely ridged. All sorts of emotions flashed across her face from anger to pain to confusion before it went blank, her eyes emotionless.

"I understand Sir"

"Well I'm glad some one dose cos I still don't have the foggiest"

I huffed as I folded my arms over my chest, slumping back into my chair. Carlisle shot me a slightly annoyed look before smiling at me again. Slowly he turned back to Bella.

"As Edward's secretary is also away for the next two weeks, I would like you to replace her for the next two weeks as Edward will be taking on my duties"

"WHAT?"

We both yelled at the same time. I had jumped up from my chair eyes wide with a gigantic smile plastered on my face. Two weeks of spending almost every day with her. Finally who ever was up there had decided to give me a chance.

Turning I looked at my Bella and my smile fell. She looked horrified; almost like some one had run over her cat just for fun. Awww hell nothing ever went right. I wanted so much to reach out and comfort her. Was this my fault? Oh God I hoped not.

I couldn't stand to see her like this and the urge to touch her over took me. Slowly I fell back to my chair and leaned forward toward her, extending my hand toward her. Reluctantly she looked up at me, her eyes slightly confused but she took my hand none the less.

"I can't wait to start working with you"

I smiled warmly at her and after a few seconds she smiled back at me, shaking my hand. Her skin was smooth and warm under the pads of my fingers and I wanted more. Slowly her hand slipped from mine and I couldn't help but sigh at the loss.

Her eyes locked onto mine smiling sweetly at me but her eyes screamed out confusion and…were that lust?

"As do I Mr. Cullen"

My smile widened at her voice. I felt like I was on a high just from seeing her smile. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. Maybe finally I was one step closer to heaven.