AN- Oh man your responses to the last chapter had me chuckling. This ones a little more angsty, but in case you hadn't noticed I can't write a chapter without some kind of joke in it. I hope it works in this one. Yeah enjoy....

EPOV

Okay I guess I deserved that one.

I'd been pretty fucking shocked at first to say the least, I thought Bella hated me. I broke her heart after getting her pregnant at 18. I was a shitty excuse for a man but she kissed me anyway. I felt an undeniable amount of need and want in that kiss and I truly didn't understand her. Women are a very fucking complicated species and I learnt from my father to never try to understand them. It was fruitless. Not even Freud truly understood women. Penis envy ... pffttt. What did they have to be jealous of really?

I never imagined I would ever have sex with Bella again and even if I did I always thought it would be about making love but I was incredibly wrong. We'd been completely overcome by each others desire. I felt pretty stupid for making assumptions about Bella because she always had surprised me. Maybe I should have expected it. Bella and I never needed any words, always happy to just be in the others presence. Truth was I would always need her. The short time I had spent with her this afternoon had made me realise when I left Forks I left a part of me behind. I left a piece of me with Bella, it was buried deep inside her heart and it always would be. Being in her presence I felt totally relaxed. I was home when I was with Bella.

I leaned into the white leather couch in my parents pool house nursing my half empty bottle of Jim Bean and taking a long drag of the cigarette resting gently between my fingers. Ironic really, how a such a poisonous thing made me feel so much better. I fucking hated irony.

I honestly had no clue how to make things better between Bella and I. I mean where the fuck was I supposed to start!? I had royally left her in the shit when I let my all too regular overreactions lead me to such an idiotic decision. I should never have removed myself from Bella's life. I didn't want to think about how different things would have been had I stayed. I launched my glass across the room and watched as it hit the wall opposite me and shattered into hundreds of pieces. I was a fucking fool. The deliciously deadly bourbon mocked me as it ran down the wall slowly. It could be wiped away, cleaned up and forgotten about. The mess I'd gotten into couldn't.

I had shat on everyone I loved most. My best friends, the love of my life and my ... daughter. I'd always been Alice's confidant when she spoke about her parents when we were younger. I'd been the one to sit with her and bitch about absent fathers. Now I was one of them. When did the world get so fucking fucked up that I had done that to Bella and Renesmee. I heard the door close slowly in my kitchenette but I couldn't bring myself to look up. Frankly I didn't care who it was. In fact I hoped it was a crazy axe murderer come to end my life. At least that way I wouldn't hurt anyone else.

"Good you're up." I raised my head slowly to look at Alice who had planted herself firmly in the other couch.

"Fucking hell Edward, how much have you drunk. You're eyes are well... you look shitfaced if I'm honest." She pulled her knees up to her chest and made herself comfortable. She was going to be here a while. Just what I needed. Not.

"Can I help you with something Alice?" I saw her grimace as she looked around the room. I made a real mess. I'd only been in here since last night and already it was a fucking state. There were cigarette butts, empty beer cans and pizza boxes littering every surfaces.

"I didn't know you smoked." I laughed dryly at her statement and tried to focus my eyes on her face.

"Neither did I until I fucking ruined everything for everyone else." I walked to the fridge and pulled out a bud offering one to Alice. She declined, I shrugged my shoulders and swiftly removed the bottletop with my teeth.

"Edward I really don't think Carlisle and Esme spent a huge amount on those perfect teeth of yours for you to be opening bottles with your teeth. Have you never heard of a bottle opener?" She raised her eyebrows at me and cleared away my bottle of Jim Bean.

"Are you here for any particular reason Alice or was it just too much of a temptation to come over here and lecture my ass off?" her eyes narrowed and she pursed her lips at me.

"Edward Cullen, personally I don't think you are in any position to be rude to anyone. You are a state." I blew out a puff of air through pursed lips and threw my hands in the air.

"Do you honestly think you're going to get Bella back like this?"

"Who said I wanted her back? She used me Alice." My voice cracked as I tried to stop myself from crying. I did want her back. More than anything else in the entire world.

"Oh fucking grow a pair Cullen. You need to learn when to get over yourself and do what's fucking right. You and I both know why you're here." She grabbed the carton of orange juice from my fridge and sat back down on the couch across me.

"You know I'd never hit a woman Alice, but I swear with you there's always been the temptation." She was pissing me off, sitting on my couch drinking my orange juice from the carton and telling me off. "And by the way could you use a fucking glass that's disgusting." I motioned towards her as she took a big swig from the carton.

She smiled at me. "Coming from the guy drinking on his own on a Tuesday night in what can only be described as the most disgusting disease ridden sweat pants in existence." She grimaced at me again. I flipped her the finger quickly and she smiled again.

"I'm glad you're coming around."

"What do you want me to do Alice?" I stuffed my fingers in my ears, fully expecting Alice's reaction. She screamed excitedly and began bouncing up and down in her seat.

The next morning was painful. I reached for my cigarettes from the bedside table and threw them straight out the window. My head was pounding and I wanted nothing more than a nice cold glass of orange juice. Alice had had her mouth all over mine though and that shit was just not cool.

I dragged myself out of bed pulling on a pair of basketball shorts and a beat up hoody. I made my way into the living area and immediately began picking up bottles and cans. I tipped everything down the sink. Including the half bottle of Dom Perignon I'd discovered last night. That shit was almost $200 a bottle. I needed to clean my act up though. Mission 'Get Bella Back' as Alice had lovingly named it in the early hours of this morning was beginning in precisely 3 hours and one of the conditions of Alice helping me was that I quit the drinking and smoking, got a fucking job and started to respect myself. Fucking annoying little pixie.

I wasn't the least bit surprised when she wasn't alone on my doorstep. Renesmee looked at me apologetically. So much like her mother. Bella was always apologising for Alice. We all loved her really and there was no need to say sorry, Alice always meant well. I ruffled a hand quickly through my messy hair and gestured for them to come in.

"See Cullen this place scrubs up pretty well." Alice looked around the room content. Renesmee walked over to the fridge and began pulling out the out of date food and throwing it away.

"Erm Alice ... I think we need to shop." Alice's face lit up as soon as Nessies mouth formed the 'sho' sound and she pulled me into the biggest hug possible for such a tiny person.

"Oh Edward. I just know this is going to work." I chuckled nervously before looking to Renesmee who actually looked pretty pissed.

This was going to be a hell of a lot fucking harder than I thought.

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