A/N: Hi everyone sorry I haven't updated in a while.

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Thanks once again to DestanyRose for Being my Beta and putting up with my grammatical errors (and trust me there are a lot).

CHAPTER THIRTEEN- Personal Funeral Home

BPOV

The past few days had been filled with me receiving, one way or another, flowers after flowers from Edward Cullen. Our room was starting to look like a funeral home and the smell for all of the flowers was started to become too much for our heighten senses.

I had had enough and apparently so had Marcus.

I heard Marcus's car pull into the driveway in the early evening since he had a meeting to attend. I walked down to the front door to greet him as I usually did when he arrived home late. But when he opened the door; instead of greeting me with a kiss, as he normally would, he stormed past me up the stairs and into our room.

Curious, I followed him into our room and arrived just in time to see him gathering the last of the bouquets into his arms, opening the window and throwing them onto our front lawn two stories below. I knew he would break before I would because he always does.

He then turned to face me. The thing was; instead of the usual loving and adoring expression that usually graced Marcus's face; there was an expression filled with anger annoyance and finally jealousy.

"Why have you been keeping these flowers? Why, was I the one who had to get rid of them? You know they are from Edward, yet you keep them, even when they start to become too much for our noses to handle you still keep them. Why?"

Marcus had never been insecure about us, ever. And now, all of a sudden, he seems jealous? I was beginning to cross the line between confused to completely lost.

"Marcus. He is trying so hard and I didn't want to hurt his feelings I-,"

Marcus interrupted me before I could explain. "YOU STILL HAVE FEELINGS FOR HIM DON'T YOU? WHY WOULD YOU CARE ABOUT HOW HE FELT UNLESS YOU WERE STILL IN LOVE WITH HIM?"

I stood there shell shocked with my eyes and mouth wide open.

Marcus had never yelled at me before and I didn't know what to do. Everything between us was always so easy. Never even a hitch or bump in the road. Yes, we had gotten annoyed at each other and we had conducted on more than one occasion some very heated debates but neither of us had ever raised our voices at the other.

He must have noticed my wide eyes and shocked expression as his face softened a little. "All I want is for this to be explained to me. I don't know why you would still care about how he feels after what he did to you. All I want is to understand."

"Marcus, I do NOT love Edward. I love you, don't you EVER doubt that. And yes I don't wish to hurt Edward's feelings. I may no longer love him and I most certainly do not wish to lead him on but most certainly do not wish to hurt him. If I hurt him am I no better than he was when he left me in the forest?"

"This is why I love you so much. No matter what a person does to you; you do not wish to hurt them. Even if you are itching to claw his face off on the inside," Marcus smiled. I throw my head back and laughed but I didn't get to for that long as, after a second, Marcus covered my mouth with his and took the breath I need to laugh away.

EPOV

As I sat in the living room listening to Bella and Marcus make up with one another after their argument, I thought the fight they had just had may have seemed small and insignificant to others but I knew different. I knew that Marcus's insecurities were growing. Unfortunately even though I was able to feed Marcus's insecurities I was unable to think of a way to push him over the edge. And I was starting to get really frustrated.