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Chapter 10

"Because that wouldn't be right," I told him. "Bella deserves to have you tell her what you saw. She deserves to have a chance to explain to you what happened between her and Jacob. That is the very least she deserves."

"I know, but-" Edward began. He stopped talking suddenly, then tilted his head to the side a little, and I knew what he was getting ready to do. Faster than he could move, I bolted to the other side of the room.

"Edward," I scolded him. "Remember what we were just talking about? Besides, I don't like you like that. I love you like a brother, but that's it. Come in Bella. How long have you been standing there?"

Bella's POV

I was just getting to the top of the stairs on my way to start packing when I heard voices coming from Getty's room. It sounded like she and Edward were arguing about something.

"What the hell do you think you're doing," Getty spat. "What about Bella? She doesn't deserve to be hurt like this."

"I know," Edward said, sounding ashamed. "But I can't help it. I don't care what happens to Bella as long as I have you. Besides, Bella has been distant lately. I think she's cheating on me. With Jacob."

"Why would you think that," Getty asked him. "Bella loves you. More than you could ever know."

"I saw them earlier. He kissed her and it didn't look like she was trying to push him away. If she can cheat, then why can't I?"

"Because that wouldn't be right," Getty said. "Bella deserves to have you tell her what you saw. She deserves to have a chance to explain to you what happened between her and Jacob. That is the very least she deserves."

"I know, but-" Edward began. He suddenly stopped talking, then when the voices resumed, it sounded like Getty was on the other side of the room.

"Edward," she said. "Remember what we were just talking about? Besides, I don't like you like that. I love you like a brother, but that's it. Come in Bella. How long have you been standing there?"

Shit. Busted.

"Hey Getty," I said. "Edward." I nodded curtly at him.

"How long have you been standing there," Getty asked me.

"Long enough. I can't believe you could think something like that about me, Edward. And Getty-" I said.

She looked up.

"Thank you for standing up for me. Most girls would just go along with whatever Edward said. I truly appreciate that you didn't".

I had to get out of that room before I started crying. I wanted Edward to think that I was angry. I didn't want him to know how much he had hurt me. Not five seconds after I left Getty's room, I heard footsteps behind me and saw a duffel bag go whizzing past my head towards the door.

"Bella," Getty began and I jumped almost through the roof in fright. "I'm sorry," she said. "I didn't mean to scare you like that. And I'm also really sorry that you heard what Edward said. He should have told you that rather than have you hear it at an inopportune moment".

"I know," I said. "But even if he had told me to my face, rather than let me overhear him talking to you about it, it would have hurt me just as much."

"I know, but as much as he hurt you, you still need to tell him what happened between you and Jacob. And he needs to hear it from you."

"Seriously, Getty? You really think, especially after him telling you all that, that he would believe anything that I tell him anymore? And even if he did believe me, he wouldn't understand."

"You don't know that. He might understand better than you think. And, even if he doesn't, you still need to talk to him."

"I know. But I still don't want to. I'd rather hear this from you now than find out about it later on, so could you tell me?"

"Sure, Bella. What is it?"

"What did you and Edward talk about before I overheard you guys?"

"Mostly he just filled me in about the Volturi and everything else. Andhekissedme." She said that really fast. I can only assume that she did so because she knew that I wouldn't want to hear that. "I had no idea that he was planning on doing that, though."

"How could you not know something like that," I asked her.

"I can hear everyone's thoughts. Including the ones that they don't want me to hear. My best guess is that he didn't think about it at all first. He wasn't thinking about anything. And if he was, then he must have some sort of shield too."

"Oh… Thank you for being so honest about all of this."

"You're welcome, Bella. I know if my boyfriend was doing something like this that I would want to know, as much as it would hurt me. Now go pack. I'll buy you a cup of coffee later or something. Don't forget to talk to Edward."

Getty then left, and I must say, I felt better. Edward had hurt me deeply, but Getty's honesty and advice took some of the salt out of the wound. I then set to work packing, determined to talk to Edward when I was done.