BPOV
I felt numb, both my father and Edward had kept this from me. I understood that they both were trying to protect me, but I could deal with this myself. I also got that Edward didn't tell me because Charlie asked him not to, but still some warning would have been nice.
It had been three and a half weeks and I hadn't spoken a word to Edward or my father. Edward came back the night I sent him away and tried talking about what happened, but I didn't have it in me to talk about it. I used Mackenzie as my shield and let her sleep in our bed that night.
He tried sleeping in the guest room to give me my space, but I wasn't letting him do that either. I pulled him onto the bed, laying my head on his chest.
This was where I was an emotional fuck-up. He wasn't touching me or loving me and I could tell by looking in his eyes that he wanted to. I'm the one, who wasn't speaking to him, but I wanted him near me holding me, loving me, making everything my mother ever did go away.
To top it off I had a teenage brother, who by the sound of it was a delinquent. Charlie told me he ran background checks on both Rene and James. Rene's record was completely clean after she left us; and her new husband on paper was pretty perfect. James was a different story all together , he was an honor student with a police record the size of my medical one, which was huge.
Charlie explained that he was trying to get full custody of him so he could finish out the rest of high school in Forks. He also thought that Seth might rub off on him since he still lived at home and Seth was a fucking awesome person.
The thing that made me livid the most was she came to me first for money, not dad, but me. I knew that if she ever came back to my house I would slap a restraining order at her. I did not need that woman coming near my child. She did enough damage to my childhood and she could go straight to hell before she ruined my daughter's.
Jake tugging at my hair brought me out of my thoughts. "Whatchya thinking about Bells?" he sang.
"Nothing," I said flatly, turning my focus to his book sitting in my hands.
"Want to piss off Cullen?" He asked.
Jake loved getting a reaction out of Edward; he said he was hot when he was infuriated or jealous. I had to agree that he most definitely was. We still didn't tell him Jake was gay and that seemed to entertain us both. Alice was the one who was the most fascinated with this information. She was able to get a rise out of Jasper last week when he came to help me go to physical therapy.
Edward was pissed with Jake for flirting and Jazz for just breathing, but he said nothing. He was trying to get back into my good graces. His effort was only making me feel guiltier because I really shouldn't take this out on him. He was only doing what Charlie asked of him.
Jake thought I had every right to be angry and became very vocal about it when I went to visit him after everything happened. Alice drove and she agreed with him as well. Billy, Jake's dad was there and said I should try to see things from both Edward and Charlie's view. The three off us went off on him as he held his hands up in surrender.
That's how it how been the past couple of weeks. Alice and Jake defending me as we made Edward feel like shit, which was making me feel like shit. His sad face was breaking my heart. The only time he looked truly happy was when Mackenzie would acknowledge him. She really loved her Daddy and she was keeping him busy.
"He's upstairs with Kenz attempting to get her ready for bed," I said trying to act distracted.
"I know, I mean when he comes down," he hedged, nudging me.
"What do you have in mind?" I asked curiously.
He smiled brightly cupping my cheek. "Care to cuddle with me, Miss Swan?"
"I'd love to," I said half-heartedly.
He moved his massive frame so he was comfortably lying on my leather couch and adjusted me so I could be pain free.
"This is quite different then my usual cuddle buddy," Jake said thoughtfully.
"Well Paul is much bigger then me," I mumbled, turning my attention toward the episode of Millionaire Matchmaker that was playing.
"If this book thing works out maybe someday I can use Patty's help," he said hopeful.
"Paul might not be too happy about that," I said raising an eyebrow.
"No, he might not be," he sighed playfully, causing me to giggle.
"Okay I've had to endure this for too long, get out of my fucking house Black before I remove you," Edward said calmly.
Mackenzie must have been asleep because I knew he wanted to be louder. The fury in his eyes told me he wanted to be louder and that made my guilt escalate, making me feel sick.
I felt Jake sit up and I knew he was just itching to fight with Edward. I think the reason I loved Jake so much was because he was a lot like Emmett. A protector.
"Don't get you panties in a twist Cullen," he scoffed.
"I'm sick of you asshole," this time he was louder.
I stood grabbing Jake's forearms trying to balance myself as I got between them. Edward's beautiful face pulled into a frown; I could see him wanting to help me. He backed away mumbling, "It's not worth it." Before I knew it, he was out of the living room.
"I might have cried if I had to hurt his gorgeous face," Jake smirked.
"Stop," I sniffled, feeling my eyes water. I was being terrible to him.
"We were just having fun, Bells," he cooed, kissing the top of my head.
"I think I'm done making him feel sorry," I said meekly, wiping my face on his shirt.
"You want me to find him?"
"He's probably off brooding somewhere," I mumbled. "Can you help me get upstairs? My back is starting to hurt."
He nodded wrapping an arm around my waist as I balanced my weight on him. We hit the entrance of my room and I could hear his muffled voice.
"I'm going to see what the sprite is up to." Jake grinned, kissing my head again.
"Tell Al I said hey." He nodded going in the direction of Alice's room.
I peeked in seeing Edward on his phone with his back to me.
"I don't know what to do, Em. It's like she's getting satisfaction out of watching me suffer."
"No she still hasn't said a word to me. The only way I'm sort of spoken to is when Mackenzie's in the fucking room," he replied.
"That's the thing if I go to the guest room she clings to me. I love her, but she is slowly killing me," he groaned tugging at his hair.
"Rose would let me stay?" he said cautiously.
That was enough for me to make myself noticed. "No!" I shrieked.
His head tilted towards me. "Yeah, later," he said snapping his phone shut.
"You're not going to Emmett's."
"Well I'm obviously not wanted here," he sneered.
"I want you," I admitted quietly, running my hand through my hair.
"You haven't spoken to me in almost a month," his voice on the verge of being hysteric.
"You didn't tell me my mom was looking for me," I shot back.
"I didn't tell you out of respect to your father," he said letting out an exasperated sigh.
"What about me?" I cried.
"Bella I love you more then life itself, but grow up," he snapped.
Come again? "Excuse me?"
"You heard me. I feel horrible about not saying anything and I told your father this, but it wasn't my place to tell you."
"But…"
"From a father's standpoint I get it. If Mackenzie ever gets married and we have a family crisis or whatever, I wouldn't want the guy in her life to tell her. As a father, you want to protect your children you should understand this because you're a mother. You're father loves you and was trying to save you the pain of dealing with that terrible woman that gave birth to you."
"She came here again," I confessed.
"What do you mean?" he asked, his brow furrowing.
"When you and Kenz were sick she showed up. I didn't get to see her, but your mother almost kicked her ass," I explained.
"See you didn't tell me," he pointed out quietly.
"I didn't talk to you for almost a month," I said miserably because I was even disappointed in my behavior.
"You hurt me," he said, looking anywhere but at me.
I need to fix this because he didn't deserve this, I'm the one who overreacted and should have listened to what he had to say. I sat up and carefully swung my knee to his other side so I was straddling him. He let out a grunt as my ass sat on his stomach. I couldn't be that heavy… He steadied me by holding my hips.
"I'm sorry," I cried, giving him a quick peck on the lips.
He said nothing, but pulled me to him to deepen the kiss. "If I ever lost you I don't know what I would do. Don't let me lose you," he whispered against my lips.
"I love you," I whimpered as his hands caressed my back, still holding me in place.
"Jacob held you," he growled, biting at my lower lip.
"He was fucking with you," I moaned as his right had cupped my breast.
"I don' like it," he hissed, grabbing the hem of my shirt and rid me of it in one swift motion.
We mirrored each other's actions in a frenzied manor until all of our clothes were off. I was still sitting on him as he slid me down to meet his evident arousal.
"Lift up," he ground out through clenched teeth.
I raised enough for him to position his tip at my entrance. His eyes were blazing in passion or anger. I couldn't decipher the difference; I just wanted him inside me. "Fuck me Edward," I demanded.
Taking me by surprise, he thrust up and was filling me instantly. I fell forward and rested my forehead on his shoulder. We found the rhythm that both of us were comfortable with. I knew though that once this was over I would be sorry because I was finally able to walk without any help and I would be lucky if I could even move.
Edward held my hips firmly, matching my pace to his. I could feel my stomach begin to clench knowing my release was close.
"Put some weight on your knees and spread them," he panted and I did what I was told trusting him completely.
I was still straddling him but was also in a sort of split. One of his hands rested on the base of my back as his other remained on my hip. He leaned my back so I was angled and thrust in harder and quicker.
"Ugh, soooo deep," I whimpered, latching onto his shoulders.
"Come with me, love," he pleaded moving his hand from my hip, placing it behind him so he was propped up. The hand on my back was pushing me into him.
"Ed-Ed-Edward," I cried as I felt his release with mine.
I slumped into him trying to catch my breath. We had never done anything remotely close to that before.
"I'm so sorry Bella," he said panicked.
I snapped my head up to look at him. "That was the best sex of my whole life and you're apologizing while you're still in me?" I asked incredulously.
"I didn't hurt you?" he asked skeptically.
"Not going to lie I will be feeling this in the morning, but I've been doing better the past couple of weeks." I smiled, remembering Carmen telling me I was free to have sex.
"Right no crutches," he mumbled.
"We're done being jackasses, I love you too much to ignore you forever," I announced, running my fingers through his hair.
He said nothing and placed a kiss right over my heart.
"I want to reinstate our promise," he smiled my crooked smile.
"Okay," I giggled.
"I, Edward Anthony Cullen, promise to tell you Isabella Marie Swan almost Cullen everything thing that happens, even if it is not my place to tell I will force the others involved to tell you."
"I, Isabella Marie Swan almost Cullen, promise to tell you Edward Anthony Cullen everything thing that happens, and I will never go without speaking to you again."
I held out my pinky as he looped his through mine. He lifted me off him so we were no longer connected and laid me under the covers.
"We still have a lot to talk about, but that can wait until tomorrow," he murmured playing with a strand of my hair.
I nodded knowing we were going to be fine.
A/N: Wow everyone's opinions came flowing in. I don't get what was hard to understand about the last chapter though… it leaves me confused that you are confused. Most of you understood it seemed so I must have not been to far off base. Next chapter will be a little of this one and new subject matter from EPOV. Dolphin62598 is the best beta!
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