A/N - Sorry about the wait everyone! I know you are all dieing to know what happens next ;) Truth is, I've been working on a little human story project. You should check it out if you are interested, it's from Edward's point of view.

I still want everyone to tell me if they are interested in reading another few stories of this Bella! I think there is one or two more chapters left. Anyway, enough talking, on with the chapter! Enjoy!

Chapter 27

I was flung backwards, my head whacking against the hard wooden floor. I heard a cry of pain from someone else, and I looked up trying to see through the settling dust. There was a massive hole in the roof. I gaped, open mouthed, at Emmett who was standing directly below the hole.

"THAT WAS FREAKING AWESOME!" he shouted to me, oblivious to Jenna who was standing behind him.

"EMMETT! LOOK OUT!" I screamed. He turned round as Jenna lunged at his throat. There was a swish of blonde and she was pinned to the floor by Rosalie, hissing at the trapped girl.

"Get away from my husband, you bitch!" she snarled. Emmett looked at her lovingly, amazed she was that quick to save him. But where was Edward?

I lay my head against the floor and closed my eyes, I was in agony. I gingerly touched it and blood came away on my hands. I started to panic when I felt hands gripping my head and looking at the wound. I snapped my eyes open to see Carlisle observing it.

"Where's Edward?" I asked him.

"You mean he isn't here?" Carlisle said, confused. My stomach dropped. I felt like I was going to throw up. Why wasn't he here? What had happened?

The door to the back entrance of the hall burst open to reveal Steve in a losing battle with Edward. They were rolling on the floor fighting, Steve snapping at Edward's neck. Edward snapped off his arm with a loud screeching sound, and Steve screamed in pain. He escaped the vice like grasp, grabbed his arm and fled.

Edward looked relieved until he spotted me with blood on my head. His eyes widened and he held his breath in horror. My attention was snapped away from him as another howl erupted from the room. Yvonne was standing triumphantly next to Sophie, who was now missing an arm as well. However, Jenna remained perfectly intact. Steve appeared by her side and she placed a hand on his armless shoulder, worry in her eyes. Yvonne winked at me as she kept a hold on Sophie, keeping her still. Carlisle stood up and addressed her.

"Jenna, can't we talk this though? We don't want to kill you." A spiteful laugh came from Edward and Carlisle shot him an annoyed glance. He then turned and gestured at Steve. "You have found your mate, why can't you let Edward be happy with his?"

Carlisle thought I was Edward's mate? Despite everything, a bubble of happiness surged inside of me. It must be true, the way I felt for Edward was far more than what a human felt for another human. The happiness must have shown on my face as Edward chuckled, and lifted me to my feet. He surveyed my bleeding head, but didn't hold his breath. He looked completely at ease.

"Wait, Jordan isn't Jenna's mate, he's mine. Aren't you?" Sophie smiled at him. He didn't answer, he didn't seem to be listening to her at all, he was gazing at Jenna who was looking at Sophie impatiently.

If it was possible, more colour looked to have drained from Sophie's face. No one but me noticed though, everyone was looking intently at Jenna.

"Jordan isn't my mate, and if he was, I still wouldn't let Edward be happy. He broke my heart, and I vowed that I would never let anyone else have him," she spat.

"Oh puh-lease." My eyes widened in surprise as Rosalie was the next to talk. "You aren't the only one he has turned down over the years, you know. I was the original one, but you don't see me threatening to kill Bella." She looked over at me. "I might not be her biggest fan I the world but I wouldn't even think about harming her. Edward would rip me to pieces. So, stop being a pathetic little bitch and go away. You've crossed the line here. You tried to kill my husband and now the rest of my family? I don't think so." She walked forward, looking ready to rip her throat out.

Edward and I stared at her, him with surprise, me with newfound respect and gratitude. Jenna through back her head and laughed. "Seriously? I'm being threatened by the dumb blonde now? Next person will probably be Bella!" She laughed even harder at this while Steve smirked. I looked round for Sophie, but she was missing, as was Yvonne.

"Seriously though, nobody know it, but Edward loves me. He always has, he's just not willing to admit it," she said casually. I thought she was insane. If she wasn't a vampire, she would probably me in a mental institution. There should be ones for vampires, especially crazy psychotic ones like her.

Everyone in the room was deathly silent. The look on their faces as I looked from each person, was the same; dumbfounded. No-one was willing to even tell her what was so wrong with that statement, they just left it. I looked at Edward. It seemed to me that now it was his time to talk. He looked down at me and seemed to read my mind, although that was impossible, I was his only downfall with mind reading.

He walked forward, drawing everyone's attention to him. He stopped a few feet in front of Jenna.

"I have never loved you, and I never will. We were barely even friends, I don't know why you are being like this!" he said exasperated. "It's not even as if I led you on! And if I have to kill you personally to stop you from hurting Bella, then I will. No doubt about it." Hope turned into rejection, which turned into fury on her face.

"You did love me Edward Cullen, I don't know what to do to prove it to you! But fine, if you don't believe me, I won't bother killing Bella. What's the point when you wouldn't love me anyway? No, I'll just have to kill you instead!"

Once again I watched her lunge forward, intending to kill someone I love. I screamed out and started to run forward, but I was restrained by Carlisle. Edward was grabbed by Jenna, who ripped his arm off. His face winced in pain, but was unwilling to show just how much it hurt. He glanced at me as tears streamed down my eyes and I whispered "No." Everything was a blur after that.

Jenna leaned back for his head but she was tackled to the floor by Yvonne and Alice. "Stay away from our brother," they snarled in unison. They proceeded to high-5 each other and were oblivious to Steve coming up behind them. His arm had re-attached and he grabbed Yvonne's head and twisted violently. Her head rolled to the floor, the last expression on the face being shock.

I couldn't cry. I was convinced that the whole scenario was a dream. It seemed too comical as Emmett and Jasper joined next in the train of ripping off body parts. They held back Steve as Esme helped pin down Jenna while trying to put Yvonne back together. Sophie was back and aiming at Emmett, her features contorting into weird shapes.

"Leave him alone!" she screamed as she jumped onto Emmett.

"For god's sake, Sophie! Will you stop trying to help me! I don't love you!" Steve shouted. She paused while on Emmett's back, her face widening in shock. Everything ended with Rosalie simply twisting Sophie's head off and casually tossing it into a fire I hadn't seen her start. The hilarity of the situation seemed over with the complete death of someone as Rose finished her off, tossing the rest of the carcass in the fire.

"Who's next?" she asked simply to the other two. They exchanged glances, and with their last ounce of strength, they freed themselves from their restraining hands and escaped out the hole in the roof.

I was finally allowed to rush over to my best friend and boyfriend. Edward had re-attached his arm and I knocked him over with a hug, a feat I will probably never be able to do again.

"Edward," I sobbed. "Edward."

"I know, I know," he managed to mutter. His chest was heaving and his face was screwed up. It looked like a vampire trying to cry. I turned my attention away from the healed, and back to the wounded. I grabbed Yvonne's pale hand.

"Please, wake up, Yvonne. I don't want you to leave," I whispered. Her head was back on her old body, but she wasn't showing signs of life. I turned to Carlisle, who was leaning beside her as well. "Is it possible for her to survive?" I wasn't sure if I wanted to know the answer.

"The stories I've heard all say that the victim should wake up, but I've never seen it myself." he looked down at the lifeless body. "We need to give it time, I think."

"Carlisle, we need to move," Alice whispered quietly. Everyone looked at the fire which was spreading quickly across the hall. "This place goes up in flames in exactly one minute."

Edward picked up the body of his sister, and quickly ran out of the building. Alice picked me up and ran after him, everyone else on her tail.

"We didn't bring a car," Edward said, his sobs over. He was looking down at his little sister with hopeful eyes.

"I was brought in one," I said quietly. Edward nodded and Rosalie went towards the car. She forcefully opened the doors and Edward placed Yvonne across the backseat.

"Bella, we are going to run home, are you okay in the car?" Alice asked me.

"I need to get home quickly Alice! Charlie is going to kill me!" I realised. I had completely forgotten about my Dad, and how he must feel that I didn't come home that night.

"I told him you slept over at mine, it was one of the first things I did," she told me.

There was a roar of an engine and I turned to see Rosalie had hotwired the car. I had no idea she could do that.

"I'll drive you home," she said. I was completely surprised by Rosalie today, maybe she was beginning to like me. Edward was still looking at Yvonne in the back of the car. Rosalie went over and patted his arm. "You sit in the back with Yvonne, I'll drive and Bella can take the passenger seat."

He nodded not saying anything while I hugged everyone goodbye and thanked them. I got in the car and we started off on the long journey home. I turned to face Edward. He smiled at me, but it didn't reach his eyes.

"I'm worried about you," I told him.

He laughed bitterly. "You're the one that nearly died because of me, why are you worried about me? I should be worried about you."

I reached out and grabbed his hands.

"You have more important things to worry about." We both turned and looked at the peaceful face on Yvonne.