It's the chapter you have all been waiting for!! Yay!!!

Or is it????

There is a very interesting convocation between Eddie and Bells.

Will the Cullen's finally find out!

Btw… the days might be wrong if you add them up but I need it on a Saturday for this chapter to work.

Warning: contains swearing.

Bella's POV

I woke in the middle of the night and started to sob violently into my pillow, I was still half asleep and very unaware about my surroundings. I felt a pair of cold arms wrap around me and pull me towards a stone hard chest. I collapsed into the chest very naturally, I had cried many times into my moms as a little girl and so the coldness was comforting. I put my head onto the torso and sobbed into a grey t-shirt. Someone was stroking my head and whispering to me. "Shh… its ok Bella… don't cry… I've got you."

I woke in the morning not remembering a thing from the night before. It was just a distant dream now.

I got up, then dressed and went down stairs and found Charlie on the couch how I had left him the night before. I went to the kitchen and walked towards the fridge. I froze when I saw the calendar. Had it really been a week already? It was a Saturday and so that meant I had the whole day at home.

Great, I thought sarcastically, more time with my thoughts.

I made breakfast for both Charlie and me. A little bit later harry called and asked if Charlie wanted to go round and watch the game, of course Charlie said he would. I dropped him off at the reservation and then headed home.

I didn't really feel that bad, anymore, about Jacob. He knows he will have to make it up to me and I won't break easily.

I pulled up to my house and began towards it. I went into the kitchen and sat at the table. What to do? I thought. I quickly got on with anything I could; washing, cleaning, anything. Once the house was spotless I went into the kitchen and began to make dinner for later on, I decide to make some cottage pie and so started to work. I went into the fridge and got myself out a bowl of mince I had left from last night, as I turned to go back to the counter someone was sitting at the kitchen table. This took me completely off guard; I let out a small screech of 'shit' and dropped the mince on the floor. I didn't hear a shatter though. What the…? I looked back at the man and saw him place it on the table.

"Ever heard of breaking and entering?" I told him venomously. "What do you want Edward?" I walked up to the table and grabbed the bowl. I went and placed it on the counter and then swerved round to see Edward looking at me.

His expression was so tender towards me that I dropped my glare instantly and turned around, with my back to Edward, so that he wouldn't see my blush.

"Well… I thought that this was the perfect time to talk to you," he said. I turned back to face him. Whatever expression was on my face it made

Edward stop in mid sentence, a crocked smile edging onto his lips. I could hear my heart accelerate and cursed myself mentally. Why did I have such a weak heart? "Umm…" he lost himself, his eyes boring into mine.

He gave a frustrated laugh and started to take a step towards me, then thought better of it and stayed seated. "As I was saying, I wanted to talk to you… about what you told us in the parking lot at school."

Really? Well that wasn't obvious, I thought sarcastically.

I smiled sweetly. "I don't have a clue what you're talking about."

"Oh cut the crap, we know you know what we are."

"Which is…?"

He hesitated for a moment. "Vampires."

Well now we are getting somewhere, well he is anyway.

I decided to have a bit of fun at that point. As soon as he said the word I turned my face to a picture of horror. His eyes almost shot out of his sockets and his mouth opened a bit, I could have sworn he got paler as well.

As soon as I saw his face I burst into a fit of hysteria. I had to hold myself up on the table because I laughed so much. I clutched my side and I started to cry I was laughing so much. About a minute later I composed myself and looked up at Edward sitting at the table. He had a very pissed off expression on, this just brought round another fit of laughter. When I eventually calmed down and stood tall I had a Hugh smile on my face.

"Better?" he asked with a very unamused expression.

"Much," I told him, my smile getting wider, "thanks Edward, I needed that." Another small laugh bursting through my mouth. His expression seemed to soften when I said that.

"Look, I have been trying to talk to you about this for a while now about this subject."

"I know. Why do you think I haven't been giving you answers?"

He smiled at this. "I don't know." He suddenly turned serious, "How do you know about us?" he stood and looked me fall frontal in the face. I turned away. Really wanted to tell Edward about my past. I wanted to let all my emotions out on him, tell him how scared I was, how much I just wanted to be here with him, how much I didn't want to have to leave him, ever. I wanted to tell him all about Jacob and about how he won't forgive me.

I turned and put the mince into the pan and switch the cooker on. I leaned onto the counter and faced him. His eyes were pleading, and made my heart melt.

"Edward I cant," I whispered, knowing he would hear.

"Why?" he asked, desperation in his voice. Why did he want to know so badly?

"Why does it matter?"

"You know our secret Bella. We need to know we can trust you with it."

"Your saying I'm going to tell the town or something? I wouldn't, I couldn't."

"What did you mean by 'your not the only one's who's life would get… ruined if the secret was out'?" I didn't miss the alteration of my words.

So he's a gentleman, doesn't swear in front of ladies. Mr. perfect, I thought biting my lip.

Get a grip of yourself Bella, why was the angel back now?

I shook my head and looked into his eyes. They were looking at me in complete frustration. I hadn't noticed until now, but we had been getting closer and closer together and our faces were now inches apart.

"What I meant is…" I drifted out of the sentence, mesmerized by his fascinating eyes.

"Is…?" he prompted weakly.

We both stared into one another's eyes. I was caught by his beauty and… I don't know. There was just something about him that made me feel weird. Maybe I was in love with this vampire. It didn't sound so unreasonable and berserk now that I was standing inches away from his perfectly, symmetrical face.

I felt his lips crush against mine, fitting perfectly into place. He stroked the back of my head and then moved to cup my chin. Those 10 seconds were the single most wonderful seconds of my short life. I had never felt anything like that before in my life and I knew that leaving him would be the single most hardest thing to do. I loved him, I truly did.

In the end it was me who had to break away for the kiss because I needed to breath. As soon as I let go I stepped back and looked at him in amazement. How the hell had he done that? Not killed me? I mean maybe a normal vampire could have done that, but Edward? I was his singer.

The way he was looking at me was completely heart breaking. He was looking at me with a newfound emotion and it made me shiver. This is really weird… and wrong. You shouldn't be falling for him; you can't because of the very obvious and distort reason. You can't Bella, and you know it. For once the angel made sense, and I hated him even more then usual.

"Anyway…" I said, looking sheepishly up from my hands. Edward had taken another seat and was leaning on the table with a smug expression on his face.

"Anyway… I believe you were going to tell me what you meant at school," he said, peering up from underneath his lashes, a crocked smile on his face. My heart accelerated.

"Umm…yes. But I can't tell you."

"Why?" he asked me softly.

"I just… cant."

"Yes, you can."

"No, Edward I can't," I walked out of the kitchen and went to the front door. I opened it and stood to the side, waving Edward to leave, "I can't, you don't understand. I can't ever, I'm sorry," I felt a tear roll down my eye. What was I doing, getting rid of such a great chance to get what wanted? I was being smart, I saw how much it would hurt if I left him and I will have to leave him and so getting to close now was just… wrong.

"Bella…" he wiped a tear from my cheek and tilted my chin so I was looking into his eyes.

"No, Edward," I pulled his hand down and broke eye contact. "You need to leave."

"Why?"

"Because… because it's too hard. I can't do it," I looked into his hurt eyes and he could see that I meant it.

"No," he walked back into the kitchen and sat back where he was sitting before. "I'm not leaving."

"Edward Cullen get out of my house right now," I said weakly. I didn't want him to leave but I knew it was the right thing to do.

"Bella, no matter how much you try I am just going to keep coming back and asking. I'm not giving up." He stood up and walked towards me, stopping a couple of feet in front of me. I covered the last few steps so that we where very close to one another.

"I don't want you to give up," I whispered, looking up. Just then there was a knock on the front door, I looked towards it and when I looked back to Edward he was gone. I smiled and turned to the door.

I opened it and found someone who was very important to me, though we were in a big fight at the moment. As soon as I saw it was Jacob my face fell to blankness.

"Yes?" I asked him in a cold tone.

"Bella… I know sorry doesn't cover it but it is a start and I know what I said was really bad and wrong and prejudice but you're my best friend and… well… I'm sorry," he said that whole sentence in one breath. He held out a small bouquet of flowers. I looked down at them at sighed. I didn't want to keep fighting with Jake but I wasn't quite ready to forgive him either. I took the flowers and walked back inside, leaving the door open for Jake to walk in.

I had noticed that Jacob had grown again, he was also topless with ripped joggers on which suggested that he had run here in his wolf form, I also recognized the flowers from the forest behind the house.

I picked a vase out of the cupboard under the sink and place the flowers init with some water. I then want back to do some cooking.

"Does this mean I'm forgiven," Jacob asked hopefully.

"No," I told him bluntly, "but it does mean your getting there."

He laughed and picked me up and gave me a big bear hug. I couldn't help laughing to. I loved Jacob and was glad he was back again. I missed him.

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