Never Again, Chapter Ten: The Truth

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I woke up ridiculously early on Sunday morning in Edward's arms. He was already awake.

"Morning," He whispered, kissing the top of my head.

"Is it?" I grumbled looking at the dark grey sky out of the window.

Edward chuckled. "Ready to make your brother love me?"

"Meh, why not?" I said as I hopped out of bed over to my closet. "If it doesn't work this time though, I'm going to have to hurt him."

Edward came over to where I was searching through my closet and wrapped his arms around my waist. He brought his lips down to my shoulder and kissed all the way up to just below my ear.

"As if you could ever hurt anyone," he sniggered into it.

"You really shouldn't have said that," I said. I turned around, hooked my foot around his ankle and pushed. He fell backwards to the floor. I laughed and turned back to my closet. Where the hell was my Guns 'n' Roses shirt?

Suddenly I was lifted up by my waist, spun around and thrown down on my bed. Edward stood over me, arms folded, an eyebrow raised. I giggled.

"You're gonna pay for that, Bella," Edward told me.

"Ooooh, I'm scaaared," I teased.

Edward grabbed both of my wrists with one hand and pulled them up above my head, then used the other one to tickle me ruthlessly. I stuck it out, wriggling slightly, but I didn't last very long.

"Edward! St-t-t-t-op!" I managed to choke out between squeals.

"What are you gonna do for me, Bella?" Edward wanted to know, smirking at me.

"Whatever you want," I smirked.

Edward sat back down on my bed, pulled my on top of him and crashed his lips to mine. His tongue swept greedily along my bottom lip and I parted my lips, sighing into his mouth. He let out a faint groan, and shoved his tongue down my throat.

"Ahem." We sprang apart and turned around to see Jazz leaning against the doorframe in totally awesome black pyjama pants with red chilli peppers all over them. But, tearing my eyes away from my brother's wicked choice in nightclothes, I saw that he wasn't happy. His arms were folded across his chest, and a fuming scowl was fixed to his face.

"He stayed over?"

"I…uh, yeah…see-"

"He. Stayed. Over?" He repeated, nearly yelling, his voice heavy with anger, with emphasis on every word. Wow he was pissed. I nodded.

"Were you planning on asking my permission?"

"This isn't your house!"

"Actually, Bella, it is."

"I live here too! I don't go around telling you who can or can't stay over!"

"I'm supposed to look after you! How can I do that if you're sneaking around behind my back?" He retorted.

"What's this really about, Jasper? We both know I haven't been sneaking around." I was really annoyed now. He obviously had a problem with something, and it wasn't just that Edward had spent the night here. "I don't care if you don't like Edward, I just-"

To my surprise, Jasper stopped me with laughter. "You think I don't like Edward? I don't want him near you because I don't like him?"

"Well, what then?" Edward asked somewhat cautiously.

Jazz pretty much ignored him, and came up to me, resting his hands on my shoulders and looking me straight in the eye.

"Bella," He said, all traces of humour gone. "You went out with Jacob for nearly six months. That's six months you were lying to me. Lying to my face, when you needed my help. I don't want you with someone if they're gonna make you like that." He eyed Edward a little suspiciously.

"Jazz…" I didn't know what to say. I remembered the look on his face whenever Edward turned up unexpected, the way he looked at me. He'd been thinking that I was keeping it from him, not telling him anything, the whole time. "Edward isn't Jake. You've got nothing to worry about. I tell you everything…"

He pulled me into a hug. "I know, titch. It's just that… when I saw what that creep did to you…" I winced "I didn't know what to think. I couldn't understand why you'd keep something like that from me. When I saw you'd moved on so quickly…I thought it was gonna happen again."

"I'd never hurt her," Edward butted in.

"I know," Jazz told him, moving away from me and towards Edward. He outstretched his hand and Edward shook it. "And I respect you for that."

"Alrighty, then," he said, walking back towards the door. "I need to go do something butch. Where's my gun? That was a very soft two minutes…" He left us alone in my room, still muttering to himself as he walked back down the hall. He does that a lot, doesn't he?

I moved back to Edward, a huge grin on my face. He picked me up and twirled me round the room. He set me down on the bed and placed a sloppy kiss on my lips.

"It's a shame we hadn't had that conversation earlier. It would've saved us a lot of time," he smiled.

"Hmmm" I murmured in agreement, pushing my lips back to his.

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