DISCLAIMER: I am not Stephenie Meyer, nor do I own any of the Twilight characters. The plot is mine, but that is all.

Thanks again to my lovely beta..she rocks!

BPOV:

It had been a week since that morning at the cemetery. I was doing a whole lot better. I started to take advantage of my best friends, but in a good way. There wasn't a day that passed that I didn't talk to at least one of them.

Alice's morning sickness was at an all time high. She claimed she couldn't keep a thing down. Jasper tried to get her to eat, but when she did it would just come back up. Although it was noted that the only time she did eat was when she got her weird cravings.

Oreos and peanut butter seemed to be the drug of choice this week. Of course at the first sign of cravings Emmett was at her door, Oreos and peanut butter in hand. She also complained of her 'baby bump', apparently she noticed it. I think she is the only one who sees it.

Edward gave Tanya the divorce papers. Needless to say he was no longer staying at his house. He currently was staying with Emmett, which for some reason made Emmett very upset. I couldn't understand why though. Who wouldn't want their soon to be single best friend living with them? It had every opportunity to become a world class bachelor pad.

Rosalie was starting to look different. That glow I saw in her eyes got brighter with each passing day. The way she carried herself was so carefree. It was as if her whole outlook on life changed, dare I even say it was like she was in love. We met for lunch yesterday and she was constantly texting someone. With every response she would smile, but not just any normal smile. It was the smile of someone who was definitely in love. When I asked who it was she blushed and replied with a simple, no one.

Life was starting to look good.

I was sitting in my favorite chair in the living room, red lining a manuscript. Leilah was lying quietly at my feet coloring. The phone rang and I tried to find a stopping place and answer, but Leilah was already up and answered it.

"Hello?" she answered. Several seconds later she giggled and handed the phone to me.

"Hello?" I asked puzzled on who it was.

"Bella, it's me..." The soft melodic voice could belong to only one person, Edward.

"Hey how are things?" I asked.

"Alright, I'm starting to have doubts, Bella. Did I do the right thing?" he questioned. I heard the pain in his voice. It killed me to hear him in pain.

Was this what it felt like for them? I thought.

"Edward, there's no doubt in my mind you did the right thing. From an outsiders perspective and I'm sorry if I offend you in any way, but your relationship with Tanya was destined for failure. In the beginning yes, it had potential, great potential. Seeing the two of you together, seeing you happy was enough proof. Then she started getting possessive and started getting in the way of our friendship-" I was cut off by Edward.

He interrupted me. "And I was stupid to let her do that to you guys. The five of you gave me the benefit of the doubt and let me do my thing, let me make my own mistakes. You didn't try to stop me when I proposed to her or married her."

Was he mad?

"Edward, I hope you're not mad about that. We wanted you to be happy. If marrying her made you happy then it would make us happy. We were there for you then and we're definitely here for you now. It's what we do best."

"And I couldn't be happier about the fact that I have you guys to support me. No matter how much you tell me, I'm not making a mistake, I'll always feel like I am. It's like I'm taking away what she knows, her world," he said, guilty as ever.

"Stop! Stop it right now. You're not happy, you deserve to be happy! Tanya needs to get over herself and move on. You've been separated for four days and you're already regretting your decision? As your friend, I will not let you do this to yourself. You made the decision to do it for a reason, live with it. Think of what your life will be like, how it'll change." I sounded like a damn motivational speaker, a psychiatrist. I should be getting paid for this.

"You're right, Bella. I deserve to be happy and Tanya doesn't make me happy. She hasn't in awhile. What would I do without you, Bella?"

I laughed. "Die, but please don't do that, Edward. I wouldn't know what to do if that happened. I may give off the illusion that I'm a strong person, but deep down I'm hanging on by threads."

"I promise I won't leave you, Bella." I could hear the sincerity in his voice.

"Good! Now let me tell you, Edward Cullen, you listen and you listen good, mister. It's finally my turn to say it. I'm here for you, you ever need anything and I mean ever, do not hesitate to call me. Hell, just drop by if you want. No matter the time of day, I'll drop everything and be at your side."

"Thanks that means a lot to me," he said, with a certain trickle of optimism in his voice.

"Well it should. I meant it to."

"I'll remember that. Listen I've got to get back to work. Tell Leilah I love her, I'll talk to you later..." he added.

It made me smile to hear him say that. Of the five of my best friends it was Edward that connected with Leilah the most. The way his face lit up when he saw her was comforting. He truly did care for her, but I couldn't help but see the hurt behind the happiness. I knew deep down inside he wanted a family to come home to. Tanya wouldn't give him that, he deserved someone who could.

"Of course I will, oh and, Edward?" I mentioned.

"Yeah?"

"It'll all work out in the end, just have faith." I told him. If I could make it through losing Jacob, he could make it through his divorce with Tanya.

"If you say so, Bella. Bye."

I hung up the phone and sighed.

The next night.

The doorbell rang and I looked up from my book. I glanced at the clock, it read 11:30.

Who in their right mind shows up at someone's house at 11:30 at night! I thought.

I got up and opened the door. I should've known.

"Sorry, I know it's late, but you said…" he said.

"I know what I said, Edward, come on." I gestured for him to come in and he smiled and walked in. I shut the door behind us and noticed there was a brown bag in his hands.

"What's in the bag?"

"My mom always told me to never show up at someone's house empty handed. So for your dining pleasure I got us Chinese take out and a bottle of wine," he said with a smirk.

Several glasses of wine later, I found myself lying in my bed curled up against Edward's chest. His fingers softly brushing through my hair. For some odd reason this moment, being in his arms, felt right.

"Bella?" he asked. I sat up and looked at him.

"Yeah?" I answered as we grew closer.

"Thank you for this..." He whispered, his green eyes staring deep into mine.

"It's my pleasure," I replied. He brushed his hand against my cheek and it sent chills down my spine. This was wrong on so many levels. It had to be the wine, there was no other explanation for it.

Next thing I knew his hand was lifting my chin up bring my lips to the same level of his. Then it happened. His soft, warm lips brushed against mine, in the most delicate way.

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