Disclaimers to Stephenie Meyer and Tomoko Hayakawa.

Sorry for not updating my lovely readers, and the response from that chapter ;o! That was phenomenal. I need to add more Bella/Edward fluff.

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"I'm sorry," Edward begged rattling on the door knob of Bella's door.

"I don't care," he heard Bella say to him. She was on the other side of the door holding the doorknob, tears were pouring down her cheeks. She wiped them hastily away letting go of the doorknob and Edward opened the door. Edward's eyes widened as he took in Bella's extremely dark room. Bella had stumbled towards her bed and laid her head on the pillow. Edward strode towards Bella's bed.

"How long are you going to be like this?" Edward asked her. She lay motionlessly on her bed, her hair covering her face. He walked over to the window and tripped over Stephen. Edward's heart stopped at Stephen glared at him. Reassured that Stephen was just a doll he ripped the curtains open. Edward still looked oddly at Stephen and propped him up again. Edward dropped Stephen as a plastic liver fell out. He could bring himself to put the plastic liver back inside. Edward turned to face Bella. Bella hadn't taken any notice but she had drawn the curtains on her four-poster bed. Edward groaned and then plonked himself on the floor beside Bella's bed.

"Bella?" he asked.

No reply.

"Bella, please speak to me, please." Edward said in a soft voice. There was a shuffle as Bella had covered her ears with her pillows and squeezed her eyes shut. She felt something on her cheek and she felt it blush. She opened her eyes to see Edward leaning over. Bella sat up getting ready to hit him, but Edward had climbed onto the bed and was sitting on her bed.

"You won't even give me a reason," Edward said softly, "just tell me what I did wrong."

No reply. Bella had focused her attention somewhere else, tears still leaking from her cheeks. Bella felt hands touch her face and her eyes were focused on Edward's piercing green eyes.

"I'm sorry, truly I am," Edward said. Bella's eyes looked behind Edward's silhouette. Edward's fingers wiped away Bella's tears. His fingers were ice cold and Bella shivered at his touch.

"Please, forgive me," Edward whispered, his breath swirling on her face, the anger she had bottled up was gone instantly. Bella took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Within a second she opened them to see Edward leaning in.

"No," Bella said with a final tone, "I'm not letting you screw with my mind again, Edward, you made me feel so special and the next second you made me feel like crap. Leave me alone."

Edward froze at these words and let Bella go. He climbed off Bella's bed and walked out of the door. Through the curtains Bella glared at his shadow. She looked away, the pain washing over her again. Outside the door there was a present, which Edward dumped inside. He closed the door.

"Happy Christmas," he sang quietly to himself. Bella heard the soft greeting through the door.

"Happy Christmas," she said softly under the breath.

An hour later, Bella felt as if she had hidden enough. She had been in her room all week, unless she was showering or cleaning herself up, neglecting things such as decorating the house, and leaving an overexcited Alice to do the job for her. Bella didn't know what the house would look like, and quite frankly she knew it was going to be over the top. As she made her way to the door in the midday light her foot kicked on something. She looked at it and opened the wrapping gingerly. She smelt something delicious wafting into her nose. She opened the box. Inside was the largest cookie she had ever seen. Delicately on this cookie were sweets which formed the words, "I'm sorry."

Bella threw this cookie on the floor and then rushed to the bathroom. She cleaned herself up. She ran the bath and ran downstairs in her T-shirt and shorts that she had worn the night before. She ran up to Edward who was reclining on the sofa.

"Thanks," she said lightly before running off. A hand grabbed her arm before she made it to the door.

"Is that all?" Edward purred down her neck. Bella smiled.

"No, come upstairs with me," Bella said softly. Bella let him all the way to the bathroom where Edward looked confused. She inched her lips closer to his and he closed his eyes. Bella seized her opportunity and shoved him headfirst into the bathtub, which was now three-quarters full of freezing water. Edward spluttered as he pulled his head out.

"I said, don't screw with me!" Bella shrieked as she stormed out of the bathroom. Carlisle came running into the bathroom where Edward was dripping with water and was shivering.

"What happened?" he asked.

"I apologise to her for a week and she shoves my head in a bath. I should just give up and find another person that is less hassle," Edward complained. Carlisle patted Edward's back, only to dry his hand with a towel. In his heart Edward knew that Bella wouldn't forgive him ever. In his heart he knew that it would be a long time before they would ever be together. In his heart, Edward knew that Bella was the one.

After a while, Bella regretted having tricked Edward like that. Her heart was suddenly eased by the horror movies she had yet to watch.

Screams filled the house.

There was a small bout of food poisoning downstairs after Carlisle attempted to cook a Christmas dinner (which Alice tactfully didn't eat) whilst Bella ran downstairs when they were all in the living room to get her pot of Haagen-Dazs ice cream.

This was one of Bella's best Christmases.

This was one of Edward's worst.

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AND, I need help. Should I carry on with some Bella/Edward fluff or should I add a special guest? (Rosalie of course).