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DISCLAIMER: I am in no way,shape or form associated or affiliated with Stephenie Meyer. She owns everything apart from the plot. (Im The Genius That Came Up With That)
And now that we've cleared up the fact I'm just your average Joe (or Beckky?) shall we continue with the story?
I think we shall...

-Chapter Fifteen-

Think of me in the depths of your despair,

Making a home down there,

As mine sure wont be shared.

We could've had it all,

Rolling in the deep,

You had my heart and soul to yourself,

But you played it,

To the beat.

Rolling in the Deep - Adele

Bella POV

He had to be shitting me... right? I mean there is no way in Hell that limp-dick fucker came into my office, uninvited, telling me how I should and should not speak.

Oh, heads are going to roll...

"Excuse me?" I asked, with my jaw clenched trying to hold back the scream of frustration that was threatening its way out of my mouth.

"You are excused, Love. At least you still have some manners, Ali will be pleased." Calm down, calm down, he's not worth it Bella, calm down... ah, fuck it!

"WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, EDWARD CULLEN? COMING INTO MY OFFICE AT MY PLACE OF WORK TELLING ME WHAT TO SAY, STANDING IN FRONT OF ME LIKE YOU BELONG HERE! HOW FUCKING DARE YOU? COME ANY CLOSER YOU PUSSY FOOTING CUNT AND I SWEAR TO GOD, I WILL WREAK HAVOC UNKNOWN!"

"Bella, love, calm yourself, you are making a scene." Edward said calmly, ignoring me as he came closer. "Now, I am going to take you back to my family, they are staying nearby - weird coincidence, no?" He was right in front of me and reaching to take my hand.

"You better move that hand Edward, or I promise you, you will lose it." I forced out through gritted teeth, but yet again, my command fell on deaf ears as he grabbed me up in a flash and was out of my 11th floor window in half a second. I thought about putting up a fight, but then I realised he was taking me to his family, he obviously didn't know we had been in contact, so I stayed still, this definitely pleased him, that I was being a good little human. The only thing that kept me from creating World War III on his ass was the fact I knew all the Cullen's had a day off today, which meant, Jasper would be at home. Oh, how I love the smell of sweet revenge in the afternoon...

Edward put me down outside his door but still kept quite a firm grip on me and had it been a few years earlier, it might of caused me some discomfort but all I felt now was a mild annoyance and a truck load of pure, unadulterated rage. Edward opened the door and led me inside. I pretended to be in awe of the house like I had never seen it before - it wasn't that hard because lets face it, if Esme designed it, it doesn't matter how familiar you become with the place, it's still like a fucking masterpiece each and every time. Edward saw the look on my face and smiled.

"You know, love, when you quit your job - admirable as it is, it truly isn't correct for any woman of mine to work - you will have plenty of time to build us a home like this." What. The. Actual. Fuck? I thought as I back tracked over his last statement.

"You know, love," I started with my voice sounding as sweet as sugar, "that sounds great and all, but there are two tiny details wrong with what you just said."

"Yes, love?" Edward said, practically beaming when he heard my endearment, obviously sarcasm was a foreign concept to him, or maybe it was me using it.

"YOU ARE FUCKING BAT SHIT CRAZY IF YOU THINK FOR ONE FUCKING MOMENT I WOULD EVER BE DELUSIONAL ENOUGH TO GET BACK WITH YOU AND YOUR FRIGID DICK. SECONDLY, WHO THE MOTHERFUCKING ST MARY DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TELLING ME WHAT I SHOULD AND SHOULD NOT DO WITH MY LIFE, THIS BRINGS ME ON TO A FOOTNOTE FOR POINT NUMBER ONE, YOU EVER, EVER ADDRESS ME AS 'YOUR WOMAN' AGAIN AND I SWEAR YOU WILL HAVE TO BE FED BLOOD THROUGH AN I.V. AFTER I'VE FINISHED WITH YOU!"

"Bella, please love, I know it is unsettling with me being back after all this time, but this attitude must stop, it is absolutely disgraceful and I'm sure your mother and father are turning in their graves listening to you." Our little 'conversation' had gathered attention because through the fog of rage clouding my vision I heard two of my favourite Cullen's in the background.

"I've got $5000 that says Bella is going to move onto physical harm after that comment" Rose's voice came through.

"I'll take that one, babe, because as much as I want to see it, she's a human, she cant really do fuck all to us." Emmett said, making me smirk and turn to raise an eyebrow at him as if to say 'wanna bet'? I walked towards Edward and wrapped my arms around which made someone gasp and someone else growl slightly. I put on my best sad voice and even through some sniffles into his very camp jumper.

"Oh, Edward, -sniffle- I'm so sorry about how I've been acting, -hiccup- you're right, my parents would be spinning in their graves which reminds me my mother asked me to give you something if you ever came back to me." I pulled away from him with my head down and made a show of rummaging through my bag. "I always kept it on me because, well, you never know who you're going to meet." So, I was lying through my teeth, I needed an excuse to find something that was important to me. And Bingo is his name-oh... I'd found what I was looking for and pulled it out of my bag.

"Oh, my God," I said trying to look shocked, "I've been looking for this for this for ages... I found it in a joke store, this isn't the gift but I think I left it in my car. But look, it's this weird thermometer thing that changes colour with your temperature... look, put it on the coldest place on your body." I asked, putting it into his hand, he took it and stuck it right at the end of his snail trail... this is gonna be sweeet!

"Press the little button at the top and it will start to change colour." I told him when I saw he was about the press it, I knocked into him and made it fall down his trousers and boxers I think and thankfully he did press the button because next thing I know he is on the ground, writhing in agony. I stood watching for a second before I went over him and started to actually get my point across.

"Now before you really are a limp dick, you had better listen up. You come near me, I will find a way to hurt you, you try to make me yours, I will find a way to hurt you, you come near my family or friends, I will find a way to hurt you and if you ever, ever talk about my parents again, you will find yourself in the same state as Victoria: dead by my hands. Oh and I remember where I left what my mum wanted to give you, its right here..." I said as I gave him the bird and walked out of the house.

"See you guys later!" I called on my way out. "Oh and can someone give me my taser back." I got into my car and left. Payback is a bitch named Bella Swan.

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