Why Edward? Why?

Chapter 12: Stressed

Bella POV

I looked up at the ceiling of our bedroom. It was dark outside and it had started to rain. The rest of the guests had been sent home and I was totally humiliated. Alice had told me that Edward and Tanya had yelled at her - letting them explain to me. Turned out they were both quite drunk.

I didn't believe them until Edward threw up on her back. I stifled a laugh. I felt even more...uneven than beforehand.

I'd become all strange and calm, which freaked everyone out. It was the kind of calm that was forced and soon there'd be a huge explosion. I could feel that.

A knock at the door and I heard a moan.

I ignored it and rolled onto my side, not bothering to undress. I slipped off my heels and took off my earrings and necklace, placing them onto the bedside table. I switched the light off and fell asleep almost at once.

When I woke, I was happy. I was overcome with joy.

I had no reason why. I then looked down at my clothes and felt sick. The party and disaster had happened. It had been Edward kissing his new boss.

He lied, not just once but about everything. I could no longer trust him, unless he explained everything to me and I believed him.

A wife should offer the chance before she calls her lawyers for a divorce. The idea of divorce pained me - no. I couldn't divorce my Edward.

I got myself cleaned and got changed. I changed in my simple jeans and my white top. I walked to the kitchen, not bothering to check if there was anyone in the lounge.

It was only when I slammed the fridge door a bit too loud, that I heard a THUMP and a groan. I poked my head round the door.

Edward had fallen off the sofa, and was rubbing his head. I leaned against the doorway, watching him. He sensed my eyes on him and he looked up, with bloodshot eyes. His eyes widened and he scrambled to his feet.

"B-Bella?" he said, fumbling with his words in his brain.

I gave him my water and some aspirin for his hangover. I wasn't sure if I should start or if he did. I cannot hold grudges until I know the full story - even sometimes then, I can't. Ha ha.

"Yes?" I said, my mouth wanting to smile, but I held it back. It was hard not to grin at the very flustered Edward - with a hangover.

"Thanks" he said, taking the water and chugging down the aspirin.

He put the glass down and fumbled in his pockets, searching. I cleared my throat and pointed to the counter-top.

There was only one good thing about today. And that was that the pills we had to take over the week-long period - had been used up. He gasped when he spotted the empty packets and looked up at me. I was debating how to smoothly make this work.

"Edward" and his name burned my throat. He looked up, fearfully.

I sighed and continued. "I think that we should hold that explaining for later. We need to get to the hospital. Get yourself sorted and we can go."

He nodded glumly. "Ok" he whispered, looking at the floor and he shuffled off. Edward was clearly embarrassed and scared about the relationship. I was still hurt that I'd put all the effort in for a surprise for him, not me. I sighed - oh well Bella. Get over it.

Edward let me drive to school as his bad headache was affecting him slightly. Edward wasn't a good hangover person.

He was a giggle-ly drunk most of the time and he usually knew what he was up to. I was silently praying that when I witnessed him and Tanya snogging, I wished that I had a) hadn't seen it or b) seeing as I had seen it, that Tanya snogged him. Not the other way round. I sounded like such a schoolgirl!

I took Edward's hand when we got out of the car. He jumped at my touch but didn't comment. It was silent torture waiting in the waiting room. Then after 10 minutes of utter silence from either of us, I decided to speak.

"Did you kiss her first?" I blurted out, not caring if he hit me or not.

"Huh?" he asked confused. Then it dawned on him. "No, she did. We were a bit giggle-ly and she fell over. I pulled her up as I opened the door and she put her tongue down my throat."

I narrowed my eyes. Should I believe him? I was going to say something bad about it when I saw her. Tanya Denali.

Walking behind reception and talking to the receptionist. My hands curled into fists. I didn't want her anywhere near my husband. She turned but spotted us. Edward had seen her but didn't look. He seemed to be mouthing "Is she coming over?" He had his back to her.

I nodded and I closed my eyes to control my outrage.

"Hey Bella. Hi Edward." I glared up at her. She was beaming. I narrowed my eyes further at her. Then she seemed to remember.

"Could I possibly meet up with you this week-end Bella? I need to say sorry." she gushed.

"It's not hard to say it Tanya" I spat out her name like an infection. "Edward has said it several times since we got up!" I growled.

Edward squeezed my hand. I could feel my explosion coming close. I really didn't need/want to explode right here, in the waiting room, where Edward worked. It would embarrass him more than me.

Tanya back-pedalled and looked awkward. "Ok, I'll tell Edward tommorrow. Bye!" and she scurried off. Edward turned to me.

"That wasn't very nice."

I glowered at him. "You know what ELES isn't nice Edward? How about I spend all the time and effort and planning to spring a surprise birthday party on my husband, and then the surprise is on me and he's fucking snogging someone else!" I hissed.

He flinched and started to speak when Dr. Irina came out. "Mr and Mrs Cullen?" she asked. I got up and he followed me.

As soon as I got into the room, I walked straight in and sat down on the stupid plastic chair. Dr. Irina hurried in after us and rustled the papers on her desk.

She must get tired of us; I get tired of seeing her all the time. Edward put a hand on my shoulder. I fought the urge to shrug it off. I didn't need the stress today. No today.

"I have very good news!" Dr Irina announced, quite cheery.

I glanced up, she was beaming and was smiling back at us. Me in particular.

"Your infection has been cleared; you're both free of the illness!" I felt numb. If nothing hadn't happened today then I would have been happy.

I felt tense and I needed time - away from Edward.

Maybe a girly weekend? I was already planning it in my head. A sunny beach - sunbathing, no stress and peace. Though a part of my heart wanted Edward to come.

But my brain rejected it - NO stress.

Edward tapped me on the shoulder. I jumped. Dr Irina had walked out of the room and it was only me and he left alone in the room.

I sighed and got up. Edward stopped me. I gave him a puzzled look before he pulled me into a warm embrace. Strangely - my brain accepted this, it felt nice, good, solid and safe.

In Edward's arms. I leaned into him, inhaling his warm scent. I can't be angry at him, I love him. He was my husband and I was his wife. He had told me that he wanted me and only me.

"Let's go home." he whispered. I nodded and we walked out of the hospital and into the car. He had some explaining to do.