A/N Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer

BPOV

If you looked up anxiety in the dictionary, you would see a picture of my face at this precise moment. I could thoroughly relate to how a condemned prisoner feels as they are being escorted to their execution. My heart was racing, palms were sweaty and my hands were shaking so bad that Jacob had to drive out to the Cullen's.

He'd been silent from the second he walked into my house earlier that evening. Charlie and Billy had gone to see a baseball game in Seattle, so they were safe, one issue I wouldn't have to worry about on the off chance that this meeting got wildly out of control.

"Get ready to turn up here," I told him, pointing at an almost indiscernible break in the trees. Jake slowed the truck down and turned down the dark, tree lined lane.

"Pull over for a second," I requested. He pulled the truck over and looked at me expectantly. His eyes were hard, almost angry, "What's wrong?" I asked him nervously.

"I'm just a little worried, that's all."

"About what?" I asked, ringing my hands.

"Well, I'm worried that when you see him, you're going to want him." Jacob's cheeks flushed a deep red.

My jaw dropped, "Seriously? What do you take me for? A masochist? No, Jake, I don't want him. I swear. After what he did to me, how bad he hurt me, no. I would never even consider subjecting myself to that nonsense ever again. And besides…I love you."

Jake grabbed my hand, "Okay," he said guiding the truck back onto the driveway, "let's go then."

The moonlight illuminated the Cullen's front yard. Jacob and I stood in the middle of the yard in front of the steps.

"Is the pack here?" I asked him searching the dark for six sets of glowing eyes.

Jake looked toward the woods, and nodded, "Yeah, there's Sam, Leah, Embry." He nodded to each wolf's position in the woods, "Paul, Quil and Jared."

I breathed a sigh of relief, then reached down and grabbed my courage by the bootstraps. As I waited I felt myself getting angry. Anger was good; anger was better than fear and I was sick of being afraid. I was sick of feeling weak and pathetic. I never wanted to feel that way again. I had lived in fear for so long. I had feared that I wasn't good enough for Edward, that I wasn't pretty enough. I had been afraid of losing Edward; never seeing Alice again, afraid that James was going to kill my mother, then me. Afraid that Laurent and Victoria would eventually come back for me. I was sick and tired of being scared, so I'd put on my big girl panties and grabbed fear by the balls.

Alice appeared on the porch, "Are you ready?" she called down to us.

I nodded. "You can do this," Jake whispered.

A line from a movie popped into my head, "I'm a woman," I said aloud, "I can do all sorts of things."

Then I was face to face with Edward.

"Come down here, you coward," I said to him.

Edward sauntered down the steps and came to stand in front of me. I stood there staring at him. The Edward that I had known, loved, was gone. In his place was some stranger, someone I didn't even recognize.

"How dare you," I spat at him, "how dare you promise to never interfere with my life again and then you go and pull some stunt like this. Who do you think you are?"

Edward opened his mouth to say something.

"Shut up," I hissed at him, "I don't give a shit about what you have to say. I'm not some goddamn toy for you to play with. I am a human being that has feelings and a life…I know that might be hard for you to relate to, you know the human part, but damn it Edward, you left me broken in that damn hospital. YOU LEFT ME!" I took a deep breath, damn that felt good.

Edward stood there, staring at me as if he didn't recognize me either.

"You mauled my heart. You forever changed who I was. The Bella that you knew; the one you left half dead in the hospital when you walked out with all your righteous piousness, well guess what, she died. And true to the phoenix, I rose from the ashes, with his;" I jerked around and pointed at Jacob, "help. His love, his patience; He's the one who saved me."

The next thing that happened happened so fast no one saw it coming. Edward's icy hands were on me, grabbing me, pulling me against his rock hard chest.

"The dog saved you?" he growled into my ear, "Where was the dog when you cried yourself to sleep every night, when you woke up screaming?"

He ran a finger along my jawbone, "Tell me that Bella. Tell me where you beloved little puppy was then?"

Edward's face hovered just over my neck; his nose moving back and forth as he breathed my scent. "You still smell as good as I remember," he breathed.

His cold breath sent chills down the back of my neck. I was desperately fighting the urge to run; he probably would have killed me if I tried. I looked at Jacob desperately; he had changed, bursting out of his skin as soon as Edward put his hands on me. The hackles on the back of Jakes neck bristled, a low warning growl rumbled in his chest.

"I can smell your fear," Edward whispered, "it's delicious."

Jasper and Emmett approached Edward slowly and cautiously.

"Edward, let her go," Emmett called.

"Yeah Edward, come on. Let Bella go," Jasper coaxed.

He growled at the two of them and spun around to face them, dragging me like a rag doll. That was going to hurt in the morning.

"No. I won't let her go until she agrees to come back to me."

"Edward, you're going to hurt her," Alice said from the opposite side. Edward swung around to face Alice. Once again I was tossed like a rag doll.

"Better dead than with the dog. If I can't have her than no one can."

"So what, you're gonna kill me? Is that it Edward; if you can't have me no one can?" Reason told me to shut my mouth, he was obviously crazy; but I was done with this.

Emmett rapidly advanced toward Edward's side. He threw me down and went after Emmett. Jake came charging at me, leapt high over my head and grabbed a hold of Edward. He grabbed Edward's pant leg, denim and spittle went flying all over the scene.

Chaos erupted; wolves came bounding out of the woods, lunging for Edward. Alice started screaming and Edward was pitching wolves back toward the woods, and pummeling Jasper's head while Emmett tried desperately to get his arms around Edward. It was madness, pure and simple.

A smaller grey wolf appeared at my side and grabbed my sleeve. I gazed into the wolf's eyes, come on, they seemed to say, let me get you out of here. I followed the wolf away from the destruction and fighting. Headlights illuminated the driveway and a silver Mercedes slowly drove down the lane. It stopped next to m and the automatic window rolled down with a whisper of electric motors.

"Carlisle? What are you doing here?"

Carlisle shook his head, "I'm a foolish man. Jasper called me, said Edward was in desperate need of help. What is going on?"

I told the story to Carlisle. After I finished, he got out of the Mercedes and walked right into the eye of the storm. The frenzy had calmed, Emmett had a bear grip on Edward, and the wolves were backing away, licking their wounds.

EPOV

Across the field Bella was crouched next to her dog. Emmett's arms were tight across my chest. "Let me go Emmett," I snarled at him.

Emmett chuckled, "Not on your life pal."

Carlisle had gotten out of a silver Mercedes a few minutes ago and was now walking toward Emmett, Jasper and I.

"Edward," he said shaking his head, "What are you doing?"

I snarled at him, "Back off Carlisle."

"I can't. You're out of control; you could have killed someone, or yourself."

"I'd welcome death right about now," I snarled at him. I had half a mind to agree to calm down and then as soon as I could, run off to Italy.

"Carlisle," Alice said.

"Shut up Alice," I hissed.

"The Volturi will not kill you Edward," Carlisle said in distressing tone, "they do, however, feel the need to have you come and stay with them."

I snorted, "Yea right."

"It's either that or death. And I don't want to see you killed Edward."

"I'm not leaving Bella," I said adamantly looking at the naked werewolf, "She belonged to me."

'Nothing here belongs to you, Edward, "Jacob said evenly.

"I'm telling you, she was mine."

"Yes, was yours. But not anymore; she doesn't want you anymore," Jacob said matter of fact.

"Yes, she does. She still calls for me, still says my name. She'll always want me."

"No, Edward. I won't," Bella stood and walked toward me. She folded her arms over her chest and looked at me sadly, "I will always be grateful for our time together; but you ended things. You promised me that you wouldn't come back, you wouldn't contact me. You said your existence would never burden mine again. Edward, what do you think you're doing now? You came back, you contacted me. You wanted me to move on; to have a life apart from you. That's what I did; now why can't you just be happy that I'm happy?"

I looked at Bella, I knew this was hurting her, but it was hurting me too. Why couldn't she see that?

"I can't live without you," I whispered.

"You can, you have. You're going to have to. I'm sorry Edward, it's over between us."

Tears slid down Bella's face. I hung my head, "I understand," I said looking down at my feet. I'd bide my time, eventually she would realize that what we had didn't compare to what she and Jacob had and I would still be here waiting until she was ready to come back to me.

JPOV

Thankfully Sam had an extra pair of pants. I slipped them and hurried to Bella. She grabbed a hold of me and was sobbing, her hot tears leaving moist trails down my skin. I held her tightly to my warm chest. "It's okay," I soothed, "it's over now."

Violent sobs racked her body, "I'm so glad. I thought he was going to bite me."

I soothed her hair; I had feared the very same thing. I had never felt as helpless as I had when he grabbed her and started sniffing and licking her neck. "I would have saved you," I assured her, "Now come on, let's go home."

I carried Bella back to the truck and placed her in the passenger side and headed back toward town. "My place or yours?" I asked her.

Bella sniffed and shrugged, "Mine I guess, its closer. All I wanna do is take a shower. I feel so violated, I just want to wash him off of me.

I drove her back to her house, and sat on the couch watching a re-run of The Simpsons while Bella showered.

She came down stairs 20 minutes later looking soft and pink in her holey sweats.

"Feel better?" I asked her and pulled her into my lap.

"Yes…and no. I'm glad I got to confront him, but what if he comes back?" She started tracing her finger up and down my bare chest.

"I don't think he will. Once Carlisle sees the extent of madness, he'll control his son a little better." I rubbed her back. Pretty soon she was breathing evenly, and snoring lightly. I leaned my head back on the couch and closed my eyes, glad this day was over, and that no one was hurt.

The next thing I knew it was morning and Charlie had covered us sometime during the course of the night.

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I was going to kill him..but from all your comments you guys probably would have killed me! Lol...can't say I blame you..Creepy Edward is definitly fun..."I can smell your fear...it's delicious." that's by far my fav creepy edward moment... :) And just to clarify..I'm a total attention whore...the comments make my day..I have no intentions of stopping this until it's finished...I would never want to disappoint all those who have taken the time to read and comment by just quitting mid-story...now my husband is yelling for me to turn the creepy edward playlist off....he doesn't like creepy edward..lol