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Chapter 4

EPOV

Shit, shit, shit!

"Arg," I sighed in frustration.

Why can't I ever do anything right? Why! I was just trying to help her out, and somehow I ended up breaking her bloody vase! I mean I know she is stubborn and all, but really? I always screw things up with her.

I slowly started to un-ball my fist, yes I was still standing there, they were starting to slightly hurt from having them clenched for so long. She had long been inside the house, and here I stood, playing and replaying the scene over in my head. Jesus, I need to stop thinking about that and calm myself. I opened my eyes and slowly started walking across the lawn to the driveway.

She was so beautiful. Wow, did I just think that, I think I did. That is kind of weird. But it's true. Hmmm, that's odd. Anyway, yes, she was beautiful and she was about to get bloody married!

I'm just glad that they're taking things slow, not rushing into things. I mean after all he only proposed two weeks ago. I still had time.

What am I thinking! Damn that Alice! She planted this bloody seed and now it's just popping out of my damn brain like it has been there all along. But it hasn't, I know it hasn't …

"Arg!" I sighed again this is so frustrating. I started to walk up the drive again, I hadn't realized I had stopped. I started to wonder what she was talking about, party tonight? What party? And then my thoughts were interrupted by the sound of an engine. I looked up and sure enough it was Emmett with Jacob, not just any Jacob, it was bloody Jacob Black, was sitting next to Emmett, just what I needed. To have a conversation with her bloody fiancée! Fuck it, fuck it all.

"Edward!" Emmett yelled, as he slowed the car to a crawl then to a stop.

"Hi Emmett," I said walking up to the car. Jacob looked over at me and… what was that? Was that a smile? Sweet Jesus I think it was. Holy hell, what do I do? I contemplated in my mind. I decided to return the smile and said, "Jacob."

He nodded in return.

"How was your trip home?" I politely asked.

"Fairly well, wouldn't you say Jake?" he looked over for his opinion.

"Yes," was Jacob's short reply.

With all the expected conversation out of the way I was ready to excuse myself. So I looked up and smiled. "Well boys, I believe I will be off now," and started to walk towards our tiny cottage.

But, before I could even turn away Emmett said, "Ed! Are you coming tonight?"

Well that sure as hell got my attention. I quickly turned around.

"Coming where tonight?" I asked hungry for more information about what was going on.

"Oh man, you don't know?" he inquired.

"No," I said as I shook my head and stepped closer to the window.

"Shit!" Emmett muttered, and I heard Jake say something that sounded like, "I cannot believe her."

Then Jacob spoke.

"Edward, I'm sorry that Bella did not invite you to our party, I'm rather upset about it. But, any who you are invited, quite sorry about the short notice." He said and then smiled at me again.

Wow, that's two in one sitting, he must be really happy about something.

"Oh, ok. Are you sure, I mean…" but I was cut short.

"Edward, don't be ridiculous." Emmett spoke.

"Alright, I'll be there." I said.

"Yes!" Emmett said excitedly.

"Formal attire, starts at six o'clock." Jacob spoke, and then the car pulled slowly away, and I started walking again.

Wow, is there any other way to describe what just happened? I mean really.

Jacob has never, never, liked me; he always thought that I posed a threat to him and Bella, or something like that. I really don't know but I have never really liked him and him me. But, whenever Bella and I would do something together he always acted aggressive, and now that they were engaged, that just made me not like him more… wait, did I really just think that.

I shook my head to rid myself of that thought, and pushed open the door to our cottage.

"Ello, poppet," me mum called out. She had been cooking I could tell.

"Hi, Mum," I quickly called, and made my way to my study.

I sighed as I sat down. The old chair creaked under my weight. What was I going to do? I guess I really do like Bella. I can't deny it anymore. Everything was so much easier before that Alice came to talk to me.

Damn her.

I still needed to apologize to her about the way I acted this morning, it was unacceptable.

I'm not going to think about it right now though.

I guess I need to start getting ready.

So I got up, and walked over to the bathroom. I decided I needed a bath. I ran the warm bath water and quickly undressed. I lowered myself into the water. I always liked to take bathes; it gave me time to think about coming things and events. It also allowed me to calm down and relax. And that is what I did.

I started to think about my dear Aunt Esme. I was going to visit her soon. I was her favorite nephew. She had no children herself so when she passes away I was to inherit everything. She was an old widow. Her husband Carlisle had passed at an early age and he left it all to her. They were quite wealthy, Carlisle had been a well known doctor how had saved a many lives in his time. I love them both dearly.

But, if I did somehow manage to swoon Bella, that would be our down fall. Money. Money is everything, and it's something I do not have. My father is the cook here for Christ sake and the only reason I got to attend school is because Charlie, Bella's father, was gracious enough to allow me to go.

The bath water was becoming chilly and I looked over at the clock to discover that I had been sitting there for just over thirty minutes. So I quickly finished bathing and got out.

I dried my body of thoroughly and pulled on my boxer shorts and put on an under shirt. I toweled through my hair trying to get all the excess water out. Then walked into my room, I put on some classical music to help clear my mind, I needed to focus and think.

After putting on some music I sat down in front of my type writer, and sighed again. What in the world was I going to apologize to her? I mean what do you say?

"Isabella, I apologize for staring at your beautiful body this morning. It was completely unacceptable but, how could I help myself?"

I laughed out loud.

That caught me Mum's attention and I heard her scurrying down the hall to investigate.

"Eddie dearest, what are you chuckling about?"she asked smiling.

"Nothing mum, I was just thinking." I said.

"Alright then," she replied giving me one last look, then turned and went back to what she was doing before.

I turned back around towards the desk, fed a piece of paper through the type writer, and placed my hands on the keys, took a deep breath and started striking the keys.

There, now you have a small notion of what is going through little Edward's head. Excuse the cursing at the beginning; I was trying to get across his frustration. Lol. Ummmm, I'm sorry it took me a while to get this chapter out. It's hard to write from Edward's POV. I believe that is all. Well, until next chapter, ciao.

-Bryonie Elise