Kris's A/N: I meant to tell you last time. I know this is listed as a drama, and it is. But ya know, also a little bit of comedy. It's a … dramedy. Or something. A tee hee.

EDB's A/N: Not the way I planned for this chapter to go. Hopefully it's still enjoyable.

I swear I didn't plan these things. I know he accused me of it, but I didn't.

Bad enough he saw me naked. Bad enough he saw every pair of panties that I owned. Bad enough he thought I was a complete idiot. I just had to walk into the bathroom and see him naked.

Then I giggled.

I giggled.

I fucking giggled.

Why did I giggle!?

I just didn't expect it. I thought he wouldn't be home, or he would be in bed. I had done a good job of avoiding him. I had gotten the message loud and clear. He didn't like me. He wanted nothing to do with me. I wasn't going to make him be around me. He had been here first, and so I just stayed away when I knew he was home.

Good job, Bella. Try to avoid him and just walk in on him naked.

I softly hit my head against the back of my door. I couldn't stay in here forever. I'd already been locked in my room for eighteen hours. For one, I really had to go to the bathroom, and for another, I had run out of food in my room. Everything else I needed was in the kitchen, and it was Edward's day off. I really didn't want to run into him. I flirted with the idea of calling Emmett or Jasper and asking them to bring me some food, but then they would want to know what was going on.

I really, really didn't want Emmett to know what had happened.

I took a deep breath. I could do this. I may have been a coward, but I wasn't going to be able to stay in here forever. I just had to be quick. It had been eighteen hours since the incident. Maybe he wouldn't mention it. Maybe we could move on with our lives.

I counted to three and cracked my door open. I may have been a coward, but who wouldn't be in my situation? I lived with someone who didn't like me and things have been so awkward. I heard noise coming from the living room, but there was no one in the hall. I darted out the door to the bathroom.

After that it was harder. I snuck around the corner to find Emmett and Jasper playing some video game. Edward was nowhere to be seen, so I stepped around and made an appearance.

"Bella!" Emmett cheered my arrival without looking away from the screen. "Where you been? I was wondering if you'd died in there."

"No. Still here. I think I'm a little under the weather though. Don't want to get anyone sick." I was a terrible liar, so I made sure not to look them in the eyes. "I'm just gonna grab something to eat and then go back to bed."

"You sure you're okay?" Jasper took more care, pausing the game and looking up at me. I didn't like that. Jasper was perceptive. He would see through me. "You need anything?"

"No, I'm good. Don't want to get anyone else sick." I turned on my heel, headed for the kitchen, and buried myself in the cabinet. "What are you guys playing?"

"Call of Duty." Emmett turned the game back on.

"Oh." I found a tv dinner, tossed it in the microwave, and wandered back out to watch Emmett and Jasper play. It was sort of interesting. I honestly had no idea what I was watching, but I was hypnotized by it.

I was shocked out of it when I heard the microwave timer go off. I spun on my heel to go get my food and ran into a wall of hard flesh. Fingers wrapped around elbows pulling me forward and keeping me on my feet and not my ass. It also kept me very close to a solid, warm body. His eyes were green and so close. Fucking hell. I would run into him.

He must have realized it at the same time that I did. A bolt of lightning shot through our connected skin. He released me, more in shock than anything I think, and I lost my footing. So much for not falling my ass. He huffed like he was disappointed and walked away like I had the plague.

"Oh, what the fuck now?" Emmett threw down his controler and turned to glare at the both of us. "Edward, get your dumb ass in here. We're dealing with this."

"What is your problem, Emmett?" Edward pouted like a put out child.

"Well, you've always been a grumpy old ass but this? You bumped into her and then you just walked away without another word? That's low man. Do you need help?"

I heard Edward sigh like he had been holding that breath since he had been born. "I'm fine, and it's none of your damn business."

"Fine, but we're still dealing with this. Tell Bella you're sorry."

"What! What the fuck for?"

"For being an insufferable dick."

I gigged. Damn it.

"Maybe I should take that as a comfort. It's not just my dick you giggle at. You giggle at dicks in general, even the word dick." He was looking at me; his green eyes were furious.

"Or maybe I was remembering your dick again." Shit. Shouldn't have said that. His cock was impressive. Damned impressive.

His eyes crinkled around the edges for a moment before disappearing. "Oh, really? I think maybe you have the maturity level of one of the kids in your class. Better figure that out or you are never going to get laid."

"I have had sex before you know."

"Why's he not around? You give him a complex?"

"Well, I don't see how any woman could ever put up with your smug superiority!"

"Smug superiority? I'm the one with smug superiority, Ms. Bella I'm-an-eclectic-second-grade-teacher Swan?"

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"Whatever." Edward fumed in silence before finding his next point. "At least I had the common courtesy not to giggle at your tits."

"Oh grow up! It's not that great of a dick. Just because some guys think a woman isn't a woman unless she's bursting out of her bra… Don't put your self-consciousness about your dick on me."

There was a wicked spark in his eye and a devilish grin on his face. I groaned. What now? "So that's it. You liked my dick."

I snorted. "Like I would."

"You're blushing."

"It's a dick. You were naked. I blush easy."

He shrugged. "And you giggled. I didn't giggle at your tits."

"No, I think you drooled."

"They're fucking perfect. Take it as a complement."

"Screw you, Edward Cullen."

"Oh, you wish."

"No, you wish, dickhead."

I stomped back down the hallway toward my room, and I heard him do the same.

There was a chorus of slamming doors and then total silence.

Through my door, I heard Jasper still in the living room. "Emmett, what the fuck did you do?"

Ra' roh!

Much love to jessypt and barburella for their help! They are invaluable.