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Eyes Like Yours

Chapter Thirty - Coming Clean

BPOV

I must admit, having Edward around for the week was really good. With me not feeling a hundred percent just yet, I needed the extra hand, especially with Sammy. He'd even insisted on taking a few days off work just so he could wait on me hand and foot. It was nice, but I told him it wasn't necessary. He wouldn't take no for an answer though, so in the end I just let him do what he wanted. It was great getting to spend the extra time with him.

My mother had headed back to Seattle at the start of the week, but I'd gotten a call from her last night saying that she was coming back again today. Which, to me, was weird. She'd been making really frequent visits lately. Spending more and more time with my father, and she was even staying at his place most times. Yeah, I was getting suspicious.

Edward was at his parents, and had taken Sammy with him, leaving me to spend some one on one time with Renee. I wanted to get to the bottom of this.

"Why don't you sit down and let me do that, honey," Renee insisted as I made us some coffees.

"No thanks, Mother," I snorted at her. "I like sugar in my coffee, not salt," I raised an eyebrow at her; reminding her of the last time she made me a hot drink.

Renee huffed at me. "I told you that it wasn't my fault. Your idiot father poured salt into the sugar bowl," she explained for the fiftieth time. I giggled at her frustration. I knew it wasn't her fault, but I loved picking at her about it.

"I know. I'm just yanking," I placed a mug in front of her, and sat down at the table across from her with my own drink. "Speaking of dad; he's who I want to talk about," I looked up.

"What is it?" Renee blew into her cup and then took a sip.

"You want to tell me what's going on between the two of you? I know there is something, so don't lie to me," I narrowed my eyes at her. "You've been coming to town a lot more, and you always stay with him. There is no way you guys are just friends. And I think I deserve to know what's going on. I am your daughter," I sniffed, trying to make her think I was upset.

My mother knew she'd been caught out. The look on her face told me everything I needed to know. She looked like she'd been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. She sighed and placed her coffee on the table in front of her. "It's not that we didn't want to tell you sweetie. We're just not sure what we're doing yet," she sighed.

Things must be pretty confusing for them. And she definitely wasn't giving much away at the moment. I know I'll have better luck with Charlie. My father will tell me almost anything if I ask him of it.

"How long has this been going on for anyway?" I asked. I wanted to get as much out of her before going to my father for his side of things.

"Just over a month," Renee took another sip of her coffee. "We've been spending all these amazing times with you and Sammy, and the Cullen's over the holidays, and it really feels like we're all just one big happy family. And it's just made your father and I realise what we've been missing out on all these years," she explained.

"Well, if you want my support, you have it. But in the end it's up to you and dad," I told her. "I'll even let dad know you guys have my support. I can put in a good word for you," I giggled and winked.

My mother snorted. "Really? You'd do that for me?" she raised a hand to her chest and feigned surprise; joining me in the joke.

"So, enough about me. How are things with you and Edward?" Renee then asked. "He's been staying here this week, so you've been spending a lot more time together, right?"

The grin on my face told her that I was happy. "Things are progressing really well," I told her.

"Really?" Renee sounded happy for me. She really wanted Edward and I to be together.

"Yeah. Really".

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"So, did you get all the juice from your mother today?" Edward asked as he sat down beside me after putting Sammy down for the night. "Were you right?"

"Yeah, I was," I answered as I curled my feet up underneath me and leant to the side; resting my head against Edward's shoulder. "They're thinking about getting back together, but mum said they're a bit confused over everything and what they're actually going to do," I explained.

Edward chuckled. "Sounds familiar, huh?" he said.

I lifted my head away from his shoulder and looked into his face. I know he was talking about us. But our situation was a little different though. Edward and I just needed to hurry up and get our acts together. But we were stuck, and neither of us seemed to have enough guts to make a move. We'd almost gotten there, but then I had my accident, and things stalled.

"How would you feel about having that dinner tomorrow night?" Edward spoke and broke me from my thoughts. "I know you still aren't feeling too well, so I thought we could go to my place, and I'll cook for you there. Mum's already offered to take Sammy for the night".

I had to smile at this. It seems Edward was making that move.

"I'd like that," I grinned as I rested my head back against him.

We sat and watched TV for a while, and just before bed, I decided to bring up Jacob. We hadn't spoken about the situation since I'd filled Edward in on the whole thing, and I was surprised that he hadn't already brought it up.

"Will you come with me to see Jacob tomorrow?" I asked.

I felt him flinch a little under my cheek. "Why would you want to do that?" he questioned back in return.

"I want him off my back. I have some money in an account that I set aside for Sammy; but I've decided that I'm just going to have to use that to pay Jacob back," I explained as I sat up.

Edward had a deep frown upon his face. He didn't look very impressed at all. I know how he feels about Jacob, and I know he wants to help me, but it wasn't his problem to fix. I just needed him to come with me for moral support.

"I need to come clean about something," he said suddenly.

I jerked my head back in response at that. "What do you mean?" my voice was shaky. What had he done?

"I've already been to see Jacob," he told me. Before I could speak again, he continued. "I went with Emmett earlier in the week. I saw both him and Leah. They won't be bothering you anymore Bella," he explained as he took my hand and tried to caress it. I snapped my hand back. No way.

"You weren't helping Emmett with errands, were you?" I growled. "What did you do Edward?"

"I gave him the money," Edward shrugged.

"I told you that I didn't want you worrying about me," I groaned as I dropped my face into my palms. "It was my problem to fix. You shouldn't have to help me out with my money problems," I sighed in frustration.

"Please don't be mad at me," Edward inched forward until I felt his knees against mine. He took my hands and squeezed them tight. "This was not about money Bella. You are the mother of my son, and you mean the world to me and I would do anything to protect you. And if giving that scumbag his money was the way I could protect you, then I had to do it. I couldn't sit back and watch you go through that. I'd do it again if I had to," he stammered just a little at the end.

He sounded so sincere, and his words were so sweet and comforting. I couldn't be mad at him. Besides, he's helped me out of a big mess. I should be grateful to him. I lunged at him, wrapping my arms around his waist and pushing my face into his chest.

"Thank you," I sniffed. "I can't believe you did this for me. Thank you. It means so much to me," I squeezed him tighter.

Edward ran his fingers though my hair and I felt his chest rumbling in a slight chuckle. "I'll do anything for you and Sammy. I hope you know that," he cupped my cheek, and looked into my eyes.

"I know," I smiled. "Thank you".

He trailed his fingers down my cheek and pulled me back to his chest. I closed my eyes, and snuggled in closer.

I was falling more and more for him each day, and I couldn't wait until things were just prefect.

Perhaps I'd have to do something about that tomorrow night at our date.

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