Disclaimer - I don't own Twilight or The Belgariad and The Mallorean, but I do own a shiny new iPod thanks to the other half and my babies (Happy Mother's day to all the mums out there) x

I it's kinda short, but I used this chapter as an excuse to have a break from my assignment which I'm attempting to do, but keep getting distracted by Facebook. The fact that I have no motivation for it doesn't help either. Enjoy and review x

Chapter 6 – Beginning of the End EPOV

I sat on my bed angry with myself at slipping up. When Bella had mentioned my dad, I couldn't help but blurt out exactly how I felt about that…that…complete and utter dick! The music in the background slowly helped soothe my mood. I heard the main door slam shut, I looked out of the window and watched as Bella climbed into a beat up old Fiesta, light a cigarette and drive off after consulting what looked like a map. I changed the CD from Debussy to Greenday. I was just about to throw myself back onto my bed when Jacob burst into the room. Man, I noticed he was big last night, but in the cold light of day he looked seriously huge. He had to be on something.

"Easy." He grunted a greeting at me as he through a sports bag on the floor.

"Hey." I rooted under my bed for the books I had brought with me. I pulled them out to put on the shelf above my bed. The Belgariad and The Mallorean were among my favourite books. I could escape into them without having to really think about it. I picked up 'Pawn of Prophecy' and sank into it with ease.

"You're quiet. Great room mate for me." Jacob grinned at me as he grabbed his wash bag and headed out to the bathroom. I'd just started the fifth chapter when he returned in just a pair of cut offs and trainers. "How did the meet and greet with the Beautiful Bella go?"

"Ok I guess." He looked at me like I had three heads.

"Ok? Come on man, if she was my worker, I so definitely would!"

"She's ok." I lied. I wasn't about to share my thoughts with this man mountain.

"You must be gay or something. That chick is hot!" He was prevented from saying any more by my mobile ringing. I checked the display. Emmett.

"Hey man." I answered nervously.

"Ed, my man. Where you get to last night?"

"I came to that hostel early. Needed somewhere to crash." I stood and headed down to the garden for a smoke and some privacy from Jacob's not so subtle eavesdropping.

"Oh. I kept expecting you to come back after you cooled down." I took a deep drag of my cigarette.

"Yeah, that would have been a good idea. Rose was ready to kill me. I didn't think I would have been welcomed with open arms mate."

"You know Rose, once she blows, it's all over and done with. You could have come back you know."

"I guess." I lit another cigarette. "I guess it took last night to make me realise I need to sort myself out. Rose was catalyst. D'you know what I mean?" Silence. Big words and Emmett, not good. "Em?"

"Sorry. Yeah, I do. Make sure you keep in contact. Get yourself straight and come back to us." We said our goodbyes. I hoped Rose would eventually see how good Emmett was for her, and for Morgan. He loved that little girl as if she were his flesh.

I sat in the weak London sun for a while just trying to sort my thoughts into some sort of logical order. I'd been keeping things bottled up and hidden for so long now, I wasn't sure if I was able to break the habit easily. I hadn't lied to Emmett, I did want to get sorted out. I needed to get my life in order so I could start living rather than just existing.

"Edward?" A voice like bells interrupted my reverie. I turned to see Bella stood by the back door. Automatically my eyes travelled up and down her body. Her slender legs encased in denim look leggings that showed off her curves perfectly. The Tinkerbell top seemed out of place in this place, but perfect for her. The biker boots shocked me a little. This woman was continually surprising me. "Enjoying the view?" She smirked as she sat next to me. Collared. I blushed.

"The top. Tinkerbell? Seriously?" I coughed to hide the embarrassment.

"What? She's one cool fairy." Bella's laugh was like music to my ears. I shook those thoughts from my mind, I wasn't here to get laid, although, it would be a bonus. "I just wanted to let you know that I went to see your Mom today." I stared at her. "I just wanted to let her know that you were ok. She's a nice lady." I continued staring at her. How dare she?

"You did what?" I was starting to yell. "I can't believe you went running to my mum! I suppose you asked her all sorts of questions!" I stood up angrily.

"Look, calm down. I only wanted a bit of background history. It was your Mom who brought up your Dad." I slumped back onto the bench.

"So you know." She nodded sadly.

"I'm sor-"

"I don't want your pity. It's history."

"Edward. It's a big part of your life, whether you want it to be or not. You need to acknowledge that it's the root behind all of this." She indicated the world around us. "Until then, I don't think you'll be able to change, if that's what you want." She stood. "I'll leave you to think about it, come see me when you're ready to talk."