Authors' Notes

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Edward's P.O.V

...Oh crap. Now she's going to take it all out on me. She's only done this once before, and it wasn't even real. The only time I can remember is the time when she was running from James, Laurent, and Victoria and told Charlie that she was leaving because of me. That was pretty harsh, and, although I knew she was only faking, it hit pretty close to home. At least this time it's not me she's telling off. I do feel for that dog, though. I hope she behaved herself and was polite when she found out, however angry she may have been.

"Oh, is that so? Because I thought we came here to put all our problems and big burly brothers behind us, like you said?"

"Nice try, Ed, but I have to talk to somebody about this, and Jake wouldn't under--"

"Yes he would, Bella. He's always been the one you turn to when you need to talk, and I don't want that to change now. Neither does he. You can't just assume that he wouldn't understand, when he is the topic of conversation. Of course he would understand."

"But he wouldn't, Edward. He doesn't understand why I don't like her! He never will! And now she's going to take him away from me! She will be selfish like always, and she'll never let me and Jake be alone together. You know she won't."

"We don't know for sure. She may..." I gulped, knowing she could see right through my lie. "become nicer once she's been around Jacob enough."

"Edward, even I can tell that you don't believe that. Plus, why would she become nicer? Though, maybe if she stays mean, Jacob will hate her and like un-imprint or something." I flashed her a disapproving look and she trailed her eyes to the ground, blushing.

"Bella, that really was not nice," I said as I placed one finger on her chin and lifted her head up so she'd look me in the eyes. "And don't you want Jacob to be happy?" She nodded slowly, and I released my hold on her face. "Then if you really love him, you shouldn't get in his way. I think that's what he feels like you're doing to him right now."

"I know. But I wish it weren't true." Her eyes started to well with tears and I gently wrapped my arms around her. Well, at least she wasn't venting like I had imagined. Pretty much I was picturing her screaming and fighting but that obviously wasn't happening.

"But you don't know the real Lauren, Bella." She looked up at me, very confused as to what I was talking about. "She's had a troubled life. In elementary school, she was the one that was taunted. Then her brother committed suicide a few years ago. And, on top of it all, her sister has been placed in an asylum, and her parents are going through a divorce. How do you think you would act if all that happened to you, then the new girl stole your crush?"

"Are you kidding me?" Uh oh. She was angry now. What did I do? I mean, there was nothing offensive to her about Lauren's life story. "You want me to feel sympathy for her?! Telling me this won't make me feel anything but more anger towards you. I wouldn't, couldn't ever feel bad for her."

"Aren't you being just a tad bit irrational? I mean, I know she's always mean to you-well except you haven't seen her since graduation-but that doesn't mean you shouldn't give her a fair chance." I sighed as she gaped angrily at me.

"A fair chance!? But she's never given me a fair chance for anything." Anger was boiling inside me.

"I know she hasn't, but Bella! You're normally the kind, understanding one, but now you're just being the jerk!" Did I just say that? I didn't mean to, it's just that she went a little over the top there. But now she's pissed. Wonderful.

"I want to go home, Edward. Now." She said this with all the calm she could muster. I sighed and slipped her onto my back. I could feel her lift her hands up hesitantly-most likely to attempt to choke me-so I resisted the urge to laugh. Though all the way to the Volvo, I couldn't help but wonder what her issue was today. Maybe she's PMSing.

"What's your problem today?" I asked her as I slipped her to the ground. She whirled around with a shocked, hurt, and extremely angry look on her pretty face.

"Excuse me? My problem today is that everybody keeps telling me to calm down and give her a chance. But why should I?" I placed my hand on the bridge of my nose, shut my eyes, and took a very deep breath. She was going to explode if she kept this up.

"Bella, take a chill pill. You are going to phase if you don't calm down. And we're just trying to get you to be more open minded and understand both sides of this. I really can't figure out why this one thing is bothering you so much."

"It's bothering me because believe it or not, I love Jake, Edward! And Lauren does not deserve him. She's like the biggest jackass on the planet and Jacob likes...no, loves her! I mean what if Carlisle somehow imprinted on an ER patient? I know it couldn't literally happen, but what would you do if it did?" This is a slightly awkward question. Especially since she just sprung it on me and is expecting an answer in about the next three seconds.

"Well, I would probably have this huge argument with him about how he's betraying Esme who is his one and only true love." I knew she had me now. Great. Though she's probably happy that she's going to beat me out in this argument.

"Exactly. Now do you understand that Lauren isn't right for Jake just like an ER patient wouldn't be right for Carlisle?" I sighed and picked her up, gently placing her in the Volvo's passenger seat. Shutting the door, I walked around to the driver's side at human pace-mostly just to give me time to think of my answer-and slipped in, starting the car. "Well?"

"I guess I can kind of see your point. But, love, it isn't fair to judge people. And, like I said earlier, you should be glad Jacob's found his soul mate or whatever they call them. It'll make him happy."

Bella's P.O.V

Shoot. I thought I'd win this conversation! But Edward is too good at pulling out things at last minute. As I sighed in defeat, I noticed Edward slowing to a stop in front of the big, white Cullen mansion. I didn't want to come here! Especially not after the earlier Emmett fiasco. So why would he want us to come here?

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