Chapter 6

"Just forget about me…I forgot about you," I told him.

Angela and Will soon left after that. As soon as Edward escorted them out of the house I plopped down on the couch and massaged my temples. I still felt disgusted by the whole name calling thing. I moved my head towards the right once I felt the couch sink in beside me.

Edward placed an arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer to him. I rested my head on his shoulder and sighed, "How are you feeling?" I asked him.

"Fine…why?" he asked confused.

"Well you seemed a bit mad by Angela's news," I told him.

"Of course I was mad. The only person that has a right to call your name out when they're making love is me," he told me possessively.

I arched my neck back to look at his face, "Making love?" I asked a bit amused, "I think the term she used was sex."

He cleared his throat a bit, "Yes well we don't have sex we…make love," he was embarrassed by this little speech.

I smiled up at him, "I guess Ang hasn't figured out the difference yet."

"She doesn't look like she's in love with him," he confessed.

"You noticed? I thought I was the only one," I sighed, "And he's not in love with her either. What a horrible marriage," I mumbled.

He wrapped an arm around my waist and kissed the top of my head gently, "We should get married," he whispered.

"We should have been married years ago Edward," I told him with a small frown.

"I know…I'm sorry…but it's never too late," he said as he tightened his arm around my waist.

"I know," I sighed out, "And I also know that we should get going," I said as I lifted my head off his shoulder.

"Going?" he asked.

"Yeah," I stood up from the couch, "We have to go drop off Carlie at my mom's," I told him as I outstretched my hand for him to take.

He looked up at me before he took my hand firmly in his. "Carlie! We're leaving! Get your stuff!" I yelled up the staircase.

I watched in amusement as she came around the corner huffing and puffing from dragging the suitcase. Edward let go of my hand and quickly went to get her bag, "Here let me get that princess," he told her as he took her suitcase from her.

"Thank you daddy," she said with a smile as she started trotting down the stairs.

I outstretched my hand for her to take which she did happily. "You ready to go?" I asked her as we started walking down the stairs and to the front door.

"Yep," she said happily, "Mama, if I behave good at grandmas can you buy me the movie 'Horton hears a who'?" she asked.

"When do you not behave?" I asked a bit amused.

"That's my point," she explained.

I chuckled as I opened the door, "Okay when you get back from grandmas we'll go to the store and buy you the movie."

"Yay!" she jumped up and yelled.

I got her in her car seat in the car before getting in the passenger seat, "You gave her my last name?" Edward asked suddenly.

"Of course…she is yours," I told him.

He shook his head a bit as he glanced at me, "I just thought…since we're not married…"

"That doesn't mean a thing to me Edward. She would have gotten your last name either way."

"What's her full name?" he asked.

"I'm still in the car you know," she replied back from the back seat.

I glanced back at her to find her with her arms over her chest and a pout set on her lips, "Tell him your full name then," I told her.

"Carlie Marie Swan Cullen," she said happily as she uncrossed her arms.

"Why Carlie though?" Edward asked me.

I looked back at her and she grinned, "Its grandpas' names put together."

He seemed a bit confused, "Charlie and Carlisle," I told him.

He nodded in understanding, "So how is it spelled?" he asked.

"C-a-r-l-i-e," Carlie spelled out.

"She is smart," Edward admitted.

I grinned, "Of course she is. She's my kid," I joked around.

He smiled back at me, "Wells that not fair. She got your cleverness and clumsiness and all she gets from me are her looks?"

I smiled at him as I shook my head, "She got your stubbornness. That's makes it even."

"Umm…where exactly am I driving to?" he asked.

"My dad's house," I told him.

"She lives there?" he asked as he turned the car to the right.

"He left the house to her in his will," I informed him.

"Wow," he replied back surprised.

"I know. Exactly what we thought."

"What did he leave you?" he asked.

"Money," I told him.

He looked at me real quick before looking back at the road, "Money?"

I nodded, "Yup. Lots of it."

"What did you do with it?" he asked.

"Put it in the bank," I told him.

He stopped the car in front of the house just then. Carlie unbuckled herself before opening the door and jumping out of the car. I got out of the car and followed her, "Hold on there missy," I said as I grabbed her hand and stopped her.

She stopped and waited patiently as we waited for Edward to take her suitcase out of the car. I lifted her up and placed her on my hip once we started walking to the house. Edward slipped his hand in mine making me look up at him.

I opened the door and walked in, "Mom?" I called once we were inside.

"I'm in the living room!" she called back.

I put Carlie down to the ground. She walked over and grabbed Edward's hand from mine, "Come on daddy. I want to show you my room," she said as she started taking him upstairs. I smiled at them before I walked over to the living room.

My mom was on the couch but she wasn't alone. I came to a stop behind the couch, "Mom?" I asked confused.

She turned around and smiled at me. The stranger now turned to me revealing a guy my age with brown hair and blue eyes. I'll have to admit he was actually cute. "Uh…hi," I told him before I turned to my mom, "Who's this?" I asked.

"This is the guy I was telling you about," she said with a smile.

I stared at her shocked, "Mom…I told you that I'm not dating. I have a fiancée and you know that."

She turned to the guy and smiled apologetically, "She's still in denial."

"I'm not in denial gawd damnit!" I exclaimed.

She was taken back by my shout, "Bella…we have guests don't be rude."

I let out a frustrated sigh before I turned to him, "I'm sorry but I suggest you leave before my fiancée comes in here and does something he regrets."

He stood up, "Don't have to tell me twice," he quickly made his way out of the living room and out the front door.

I turned back to my mother in fury, "What were you thinking mom?!"

"What were you thinking?! That was a good catch!"

"Catch? What are men like fish to you?!" I walked over to confront her face to face, "That's not a fish your dealing with mother! It's a full grown man that has feelings!"

"See your already defending him," she said cockily.

"No I'm defending every poor man you've ever brought here to set up with me! They aren't toys mother! They have feelings just like you and me!" I pointed out rather loudly.

"I'm just trying to help you. Jeez what's your problem," she said as she crossed her legs.

"You are! You need to butt out of my life! I know you think your just looking out for me but your just making things worse," I told her as I crossed my arms over my chest.

"How am I making it worse?" she asked.

"All the shit you used to talk about Edward. That he wouldn't come back, that he didn't love me, that everything was my fault. You have no clue how inviting a kitchen knife looked," I confessed still mad yet solemn.

"What?!" two voices echoed.

A/N: uh-oh. Review please!