IM SO SO SO SO SO SO SO S SOOO sorry this wasn't up last night! It was supposed to be put up, but I had to finished, well, start, my homework and didn't have time to type the rest before I practically past out. I'll make it up to you. Promise. Most likely I'll update EXTRA this weekend. K?

HERE"S THE OTHER CHAPPIE!! ^0^

OMD!!!!!! (oh em Damien) you guys should, no NEED to check out the song 'Mutiny' By "Pendulum" k?

It's an AWESOME song, well to me anyway. :P

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ENJOY!!!!!

EPOV

Three weeks after the incident at Bella's mother's grave, as I entered the rear door of the house after my day's work, a florist delivery truck drove up the steps. I couldn't imagine who would be sending flowers to my house, so I waited until the driver opened the rear of her van and started toward me with a crystal vase containing three red roses.

"Does Bella Swan live here?" She asked.

"Yes," And my heart plummeted. Who would be sending roses to Bella? Any guy, I thought. She's beautiful. What do I expect?

"Will you see that she gets these?"

"Yes."

"I hope she has a happy birthday." The woman said as she slid into the drivers' seat and drove off.

I carried the vase inside, and without an ounce of conscience, pulled the card from the small envelope.

Happy Birthday, Bella.

~Dad.

The short message brought elation and dismay to me. I was relieved to know that it was from her father, but I was unhappy to find out today was her birthday, and I was not informed beforehand.

I placed the vase on a hall table, where Bella was sure to see it when she came in from the warehouse. I strode purposefully down the hall and entered Angela's apartment.

"Why didn't you tell me about Bella's birthday?" I demanded.

I watched as surprise dawned on her face. "I had no idea that it would concern you." She said.

"Well, it does. Please tell Bella that I want her to have dinner with me at seven o'clock, and tell the cook to prepare her favorite dishes. Perhaps you can think of a special treat she's always had for her birthday."

Angela gave a quick glance at her watch. "That only gives the staff three hours." She said to my back as I left her apartment quickly, already onto the next task at hand.

After several phone calls, I managed to locate Emmett at the country club.

"I want you to do me a favor." I said when he finally answered. "There's a necklace in the jewelry store next to our bank. I want you to buy the necklace and bring it to me. By the time I drive back into town, the store will be closed."

"Why didn't you buy it before you went home?"

"I didn't know I wanted it then. So, will you do it?"

"Oh, alright. How much do you want to pay for the necklace?"

"Whatever it takes to buy it. If they won't charge it, pay for it and I'll reimburse you. I need it before seven."

"Describe it. There may be more than one pin in that store."

"It's chain is white gold, and the charm is a emerald oval. About an inch long."

"Will you tell me why you want it?"

"It's for Bella."

"If I go through all of this trouble, may I stay for dinner?"

"No."

Emmett's booming laugh filled my ears. "You owe me, buddy."

Smiling, I said, "I don't doubt I'll have to pay for this favor. Now hurry!"

Bella's birthday gave me a reason to make a move that I'd been contemplating for days. I'd lain awake too many nights since Bella arrived here at Redwood, worrying because she was sleeping in the servants' quarters rather than her own bedroom a few doors down from my own. I'd watched her carefully for signs of resentment or for any indication that she was attempting to attract my attention. Or that my scarred face simply revolted her. My close scrutiny revealed that she regarded my serenely as if my face was as smooth as baby's skin.

She was friendly and easy going, so conversation was pleasant, but she'd never flirted. In a few weeks, she'd been able to do what no one else had done in years. She'd given me back my confidence. Since my accident, I hadn't sought anyone's company. If I had friends, they'd made the transition. I met with people on a daily basis, but I had no social life. When work was finished, I came home. The weeks that Bella has been here, I'd hurry home in the evening to spend time with her. And better yet, she even seemed to enjoy my company. Even after I went to my room at night, her presence stayed with me all night long. How much did I truly want Isabella Swan?

I was gonna stop here, but I need to make it up to you guys. 3

I didn't blame anyone for the accident that maimed me, but I'd been so full of bitterness, that I couldn't stand the presence of anyone else for a long time. Being with Bella made me… happy. She didn't ask about my accident, or act bitter, cold, or negatively toward me. Life hasn't been easy for Bella. Her mother died, her dad lost his fortune, and she had to leave her ancestral home. How has she kept such spiritual maturity in 17, almost 18 years?

UGH. Nevermind,that wasn't such a make up to you guys. Ill add another chappie tonight k?

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