Hello. Been a few days. This chapter isn't the greatest...but I hope you get the point. Plus, it's just something that needed to be done on the "journey."

And fyi. You can suck it Miley, we all love Rob. Stop putting words in my mouth. Thank you, twat.

If you're listening to Hannah Montana right now, stop reading this...I would feel I violated you in SO many ways if you read this.I woke up to music.

Loud music.

Blasting music.

I didn't know where it was coming from.

Only one person caused me this much of a headache.

Cullen comma Edward.

I opened my eyes after much hesitation.

Just one peek.

I opened an eye and saw Edward listening to Cartel and writing.

Who listens to Cartel at…wait, what time was it?

"Ung," I made an inaudible noise.

Sounded like a sex noise.

Well that's because Cullen comma Edward made me make sex noises.

He was talented like that.

"Morning, sunshine," he sang to me.

OH! Edward's singing voice was deep and guttural.

Me likey.

Whoa, horny Bella is on the prowl.

"Hello," I whispered. I sat up, looking at my surroundings.

This isn't a train.

This isn't a bird.

THIS IS A PLANE!

"Why are we on a plane?"

"Well I couldn't just drive you to where we are going."

"Which is?"

"You'll find out."

Sneaky little bastard.

"How long have I been asleep?"

He turned down the music.

At this point we had both been yelling across the plane.

"A couple hours. I carried you most of the way."

I miss the best things due to my unconscious self.

"And why are we going to wherever we are going to?"

"You said you trust me."

"I do."

"Then stop asking me questions."

I folded my arms and stared out the windows.

"Mr. Cullen and guest, we are now descending down to Seattle-Tacoma Airport."

I paused.

"Why are we at Sea-Tac?"

Edward smiled.

That creepy smile.

You'd think I'd be getting sick of it.

But I realized that when he had that smile on his face, I usually got a laugh.

And I am always up for a laugh.

Before Edward could speak, a thin supermodel walked in.

I say supermodel because I wanted to claw her eyes out for being so inhumanly beautiful.

"Mr. Cullen, everything is ready for you when we land."

"Thanks, Lee."

Lee?

Why I oughtta…

She left with her pencil skirt, her stilettos, and her hair in a perfect bun like some sexual fantasy flight attendant.

Okay, maybe her hair was in a ponytail, she didn't wear a lot of makeup, and she had a clean blouse on with black pants. Maybe I just wanted her to be gorgeous so people wouldn't feel bad when I ripped her hair out.

I guess violent Bella is making an appearance today also.

Edward went back to writing, possibly a song about Lee.

Jealous much?

Didn't I tell you to be quiet about…oh a million times?

Definitely jealous.

The plane started to descend and soon we were walking off the airplane, out into the airport.

"Now where am I going?" I asked.

Edward pointed to a man with a whiteboard that said "Mr. and Mrs. Cullen" on it.

"Did we highjack a plane from your parents?"

Edward shrugged.

Mrs. Cullen is going to kill me with a butter knife and her good china.

I followed after Edward until we were led to a black car, given the keys, and then said goodbye to the man with the board.

"This is starting to become a bad horror movie. What's your plan? Kill me before my cancer can?"

"We both know if I wanted to kill you, I'd just take you to your mother. I can't be charged with your suicide."

"So very true."

"Now sit back, relax, and we'll be there in no time."

"Now that could be considered dirty."

"As much as I love getting road head, I'm turning on music so you won't distract me."

He plugged his iPod into the jack and picked a song.

"California" by Phantom Planet.

"I hope this is a hint," I spoke.

Edward stayed silent.

Where the hell were we going?

I'm getting impatient.

Getting? Honey, you passed impatient a long time ago; you're now in eager-land, population: you.

I need to really get rid of that Conscience.

I decided to do the only thing I could.

I grabbed his iPod and changed the song.

"Sad Sad City" by Ghostland Observatory.

And I danced.

I shook my groove-thang.

I supermanned that ho.

I popped, locked, and dropped it.

Well as best I could in a car.

Edward glanced over at me.

He rolled his eyes.

So I shook what my momma gave me.

Or what was left of that.

Cars passed by, all of the passengers staring at me while I danced in the passenger seat.

Edward glanced at me again, a faint smile at his lips.

And then…

He started dancing with me.

My hair whipped around and Edward pounded the steering wheel as we twist and turned.

Dancing to our own beat.

I posed and masqueraded in the car to the song as he did intricate hand moves.

We were dorks.

But I was having fun.

The song changed.

"Float On" by Modest Mouse.

And we kept dancing.

Dancing until I was damp with sweat.

Dancing until my head hurt.

Dancing song after song.

Dancing until we passed a sign that I would know anywhere.

It read: Welcome to Forks.

"YOU'RE TAKING ME TO FORKS?!"

"Spooning leads to Forks."

Ha. Ha.

"Oh, shut up." I punched him in the shoulder.

We could not be going there.

Oh God, if he called my parents…

"Did you tell my parents we were coming?"

"How do you know I got their number?"

"Did you?"

"I googled you while you were asleep."

"On what?"

He held up his phone and mocked a commercial-like phone. "The iPhone 3G: 25,000 Apps. And counting."

"Oh shut up. Just shut up. Shut up. Shut up. Shut up."

"I don't see the big deal."

We were pulling into their driveway now.

"Oh no! You can't make me go in!"

Edward was taking off his seatbelt and pushing mine off.

I pulled it back on.

He snapped it back off.

I pulled it back on.

He jerked himself out of the car and came around my side.

I locked the door.

He unlocked the door with his keys.

DAMN IT!

He grabbed my arms and unlocked my seat belt and then pulled me out of the car.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no." I kept repeating.

"Why are you making this so difficult?" Edward struggled while I pulled against him.

"Because this is a HUGE mistake."

"You met my parents, now it's time to meet yours."

"This is worse than meeting your parents. This is not just throwing me to the sharks, this is throwing me to the dragons."

"That was terrible, epic fail. Now the neighbors are starting to watch."

I looked around. Sure enough, people were watching me flail and gawk like a seagull.

We were at the door now.

Edward knocked.

I was biting my lip.

"Edward," I said quickly.

"Bella, I already knocked, now you are going to have to face them."

"They don't know I have cancer!" I blurted out right before the door opened.

Edward's face went white.

Charlie looked at both of us in confusion.

"Bella?" He asked. "Is something wrong? Why are you here?"

"We were just in town, wanted to say hi," Edward spoke. His jaw was still tense and the color was slowly beginning to take over his face. "Can we come in?"

Charlie just looked at the man.

"Uh, sure. He held the door open while we came in. The scent of my childhood flooded my nose and made me want to run back to the car and lock myself in the trunk.

"Remember to wipe your feet." Charlie and I looked at each other as scuffed our shoes on the rug. "It's uh good to see you, Bells."

And then we did that awkward hug.

The one where you think you're going to hug so you lean in and then you second-guess yourself and you don't think you're going to hug so you lean back out then you lean in and then you lean out. It was like those fifteen-year olds who kissed like chickens. Just pecking each other. Well Charlie and I were hugging like chickens. Our bodies were pecking until we finally just hugged quickly and then got back into our own comfortable spaces.

I hate Cullen comma Edward.

Renee came into the room and her eyes widened in shock at my appearance. I swallowed back my uneasiness and gave her a hug. She kissed my cheek, we didn't exchange words, we just smiled tightly at one another. She watched me like a hawk and Edward and I sat down.

"Who is your friend, Bella?" Renee asked, looking at Edward skeptically.

"Edward Cullen, this is Edward Cullen."

I tripped over all my words.

Edward raised any eyebrow and I tried not to glare.

Keyword: tried.

"What are you doing here?" Renee clapped her hands together.

"Just stopping by," Edward answered before I could say: actually, I'm on my way to murder Edward Cullen. I just wanted to let Charlie know so when he found the body, he would know who to arrest.

"Well…okay," Charlie answered.

"Do you want anything to drink?" Renee asked. We both shook our heads.

"So I heard you two have another daughter?" Edward asked.

I groaned internally. Here we go…

"Oh! Sam!" Renee's face lit up. "She's not here at the moment, should be back soon though. She's been at soccer practice. She's very good, not clumsy like Bella."

"Bella's clumsy?" Edward asked.

"Oh, dear, she's maladroit," Renee answered. "But Sam, wow, she's something on that field."

"She's the goalie and scored ten points last weeks. Ten points!" Charlie gushed.

Charlie was gushing.

I was in hell.

"She just tried out for the school play too, got the leading role!" Renee added. "Remember when you tried out for the school play, Bella?"

I put my face in my hands and tried to think of my happy place.

"You threw up, remember, Bella?"

I nodded.

Edward tried to stifle his laughter.

"Anyways, Sam is an angel. You will love her, Edward. She's smart and beautiful, gets good grades too. She's our baby." Renee was gleaming at Charlie who was smiling just the same.

"Where are you staying?" Charlie asked after a few moments of uncomfortable silence.

"Uh," Edward spoke looking at me.

"The Lodge has some nice rooms," Renee answered.

"Yea, I think we'll be at the Lodge," I answered quickly.

They wouldn't make room for me.

The front door opened and quickly shut. In came my darling little sister and her muddy shoes.

Making tracks on the floor.

"Sam!" Renee squealed. She rushed over to Sam and gave her a hug and kiss.

She didn't do that when I showed up.

Edward nudged me and when I looked at him, he had a concerned look on his face.

I shook my head letting him know I was fine.

Just fine.

"Sam, this is Edward Cullen. He's your sister's friend."

Sister's friend.

Not Bella's friend.

Just sister.

Stop pitying yourself!

And then I was just done.

I was done caring.

I was done wanting to be a part of that close family that was before my eyes.

They were happy.

I wanted them to be happy.

Sam nodded in acknowledgement and then went to the kitchen.

"She just loves that dog, she's going to go play with him right now," Renee cheered.

"A dog? You told me you were allergic to dogs," I replied.

"Oh nonsense, Bella."

I kept quiet.

"Well it's getting close to dinnertime," Charlie spoke softly.

"What are you having?" Edward asked brightly.

I elbowed him in the ribs.

"Stir-fry, it is Sam's favorite."

It used to be my favorite.

I smiled at the happy family.

"Well we'll just be going," I answered. "Come on Edward."

"Yea, let's go have some fun," Edward replied angrily. "Get out of this sickening place."

His anger surprised me.

Before Charlie could point his shotgun at him, I pushed Edward out of the house.

Renee and Charlie didn't say anything, just shook their heads and went into the kitchen to start cooking.

We exited the house and got into the car silently.

The ride was silent.

The radio was silent.

Everything was silent.

Edward was mumbling inaudible things under his breath.

"You okay?" I asked.

"No!"

And the bomb blew.

"How can you stand them?" He asked exasperated. "They are like June and Ward Cleaver…on drugs!"

"Says the man with Esme Cullen as his mother."

"Yea, well at least my mother is obsessed with me. Yours didn't even look at you."

"Yea, well I told you it was a mistake to come here."

"But I…I…I had no clue it was like this."

"Its fine, Edward. You didn't know."

"But still, I just thought you were exaggerating."

"Like most people do when you tell them about your parents."

"I'm…so sorry Bella. I didn't mean for it to go that way."

I nodded and stared at the window.

"You want me to go tell them that we're married and then we can go have sex in your old bedroom?"

"It's Sam's room now." I laughed.

I laughed because it was absurd.

I laughed because I didn't have a home to go to.

I laughed because I couldn't go home like the saying goes.

So all I could do was laugh.

"You mean…they don't have a guestroom for you?"

"No, when I moved out, Sam got my room."

"What about her old room?"

"Turned into a entertainment room for Sam and her friends."

"That is just…sick." Edward's face was disgusted.

"Its fine, really, Edward. Let's just go get something to eat, find a place to stay, and get out of here tomorrow."

Edward didn't say anything.

"At least I got to see them one more time. Now I know they will be okay."

"That's bullshit, Bella."

I shrugged.

We pulled into the local diner and ordered.

I ordered a steak.

Edward ordered everything on the menu.

"Where do you put it all?" I asked looking up and down his body.

"Food makes me feel better," Edward answered.

"Oh, so how long have you been a woman?"

"Shut up."

"That's my line."

"Yea, well, I'm stealing it."

Crabby Edward wasn't a funny Edward.

"Touchy," I replied smiling.

He looked at me and then his lips curled into that wonderful crooked smile of his.

"I should have listened to you."

"Well most people should. I'm always right."

He leaned over and kissed me.

It felt like we were together.

"Edward Cullen! You sonofabitch!"

Edward groaned against my lips.

Not because he was enjoying the kiss.

But he apparently didn't want to be interrupted.

"James, what the hell are you doing here?" Edward asked looking at the man with a ponytail.

He was a biker.

Like Jacob.

"I live here, dickwad," James answered. "But I should be asking you the same thing."

"I'm here with my wife," Edward replied smiling crookedly.

Is it a crime that every time he says wife and smiles, I practically melt into a puddle of goo?

I don't think so.

This is Edward Cullen we were talking about.

Bronze-haired, emerald eyes, crooked-ass smile and all.

"You're married?" James asked, his eyes wide. "Well, hell, I never thought I'd see the day where Edward Cullen is married."

"Well looks like I just found the right person."

Edward was being very polite to this James person.

"I know what you are hinting at, and I'm still happy that I married Tori."

"Victoria is a gold-digging ho," Edward answered.

There's my guy.

"Oh come on, she makes me happy," James answered.

"Whatever, James. You know she's just after that pretty little trust fund you have that you got the same time I did, the same day, and for the same occasion."

"Look, you're my best friend," James answered. "But I'm happy. Now get off your high horse and congratulate me and I'll do the same."

"Congratulations," Edward sighed and then smiled. "You still know me the best, Jamie."

"Eddy."

Jamie and Eddy were cute together.

In that bromance sort of way.

"This is Bella," Edward motioned to me.

"Bella, nice to meet you," James said kissing my hand.

"So you two are best friends, huh?" I asked.

"Since kindergarten," James answered. "He got beat up and I laughed, been together ever since."

"I wasn't beat up," Edward replied.

"Oh, you know that Alice hung you from the coat racks, don't deny it."

"She was my sister, I couldn't hit her," Edward said defending myself.

There was a twinkle in his eyes and I couldn't stop looking at.

This was Edward's life.

It was fun to hear about.

Which was a surprise for me. Because that's never happened to me before.

I didn't care about Jake's life. I just cared that he was going to take me away and he was bad.

Every girl has to go after the bad guy.

I had done that, now I was going for the musicians.

Hey, don't get mad at me. This is Edward Cullen we're talking about, remember?

"I still think you should have let me date her," James replied.

"Over my dead body. I didn't want my baby sister contracting the herp."

"Hey, it was just a rash, I got it all covered."

"Yea, but now you're with Victoria, I'd get it checked again."

"Shut up, or I'm going to tell your mommy where you are."

"Bastard," Edward smiled.

Well, he never stopped smiling.

"So listen, Bella. Please tell me you are bringing Cullen down the local bar. Live music and guess who I want to play?"

"James, go home to your wife," Edward replied.

"Why not?" I asked.

A bar sounded like fun.

And I needed a drink.

More like a few drinks.

"I like her," James replied.

"I'll like you too if you buy me a drink at the bar," I replied smiling.

He winked at me and Edward rolled his eyes.

"Fine, we're going to the bar. We'll see you there, just don't bring Victoria."

"She doesn't like the bar," James said.

"Yea, that's probably because every guy there has screwed her and she doesn't want you to find out."

"You know, if you weren't my best friend, I'd kick your ass for saying that."

"Like you could."

"My money is on James," I spoke.

Edward glared at me.

"Hey, you brought me to my parents."

"Good point," Edward nodded.

"Not that I don't love this lover's quarrel, but I have to get going. We'll see you guys down there?"

Edward and I nodded.

James left and we finished dinner.

"Let's go work off some of this food," I spoke wiggling my eyebrows.

"Is that your hand on my thigh?"

"Maybe."

"I am not easy."

"I never said you were. But you are pretty loose….like a whore."

"Great, now I'm just dying to jump into your pants."

"Hey, you were the one saying you are always trying to get in my pants."

"I thought we were going to the bar?"

"I've got plans, Eddy. Big plans."

"Which are?"

"Do you trust me?"

Edward just smirked.

Punch or lick?

As you can see, I'm making people out to be VERY different people in this story. James? We like. Esme? Kind of a bitch. Renee? Kind of favoring Sam. And Charlie? He's just Charlie and we have to respect the 'stache.

So review or I'll just skip the sexin' next chapter !