A/N: None of you are happy with Bella. You are all mad at Ed. You all hate Tranny and want to hate Riley but feel that you shouldn't. LOL, I'd say we're on the right track. I want to thank each and everyone of you... the quiet reader... the loud reviewer... the opinionated reviewer... and the ones in between for stopping by. Until tomorrow my lovelies.

*Goes to Sleep and dreams of Rob playing with Donkey Balls*

Special Note: I'm all up for criticism in the reviews, I just ask that if you don't like it or disagree with something, I or any of the other authors write, that you be respectful about it. We do this for free and take time out of our RL and families in order to write such stories. We do this out of love.

Disclaimer: Stephenie owns all things Twilight. I own the bunny that attacked me to write this.

Beta: HollBeth

Simply Promised

Chapter 17

BPOV

I haven't seen Ed for almost a week now.

I've seen him everyday of my life, save for his honeymoon... and until now.

Even though he's married, he always comes to my place for at least one beer.

He hasn't done that and that worries me.

I haven't heard Tranny puking, either.

I wouldn't go as far as to say that I've been worried about her...

But I'm starting to wonder if she's the reason behind his disappearance.

I can't say that I haven't placed my ear by the wall separating our apartments because then I would be lying.

I am an honest, caring friend.

I may be a lot of things, some of which I'm not too proud.

But being faithful is a virtue that I nurture...

And something tells me that my friend needs me.

Now if I could just find him...

The door to my apartment opening has me running away from the wall and onto my bed.

I don't want Riley to add another item to the growing list of concerns he has about our relationship.

I don't want another lecture.

I don't want to start my own list as to why I should cancel the wedding.

"I'm in the room!" I yell.

I grab the book resting on my bed side table and open it to random page.

The heavy sound of feet can be heard making their way towards my room.

I panic...Riley doesn't have heavy foot steps.

No one I know has heavy feet like that...well, except Emmie, but he's away at a business meeting with Rosalie.

For a moment I panic more until I remember that Sushi is spending the day with Mesme.

I toss my book and reach under my bed. I grasp the baseball bat I keep for emergencies.

Just because I look vulnerable doesn't mean that I am.

The doorknob to my room begins to jiggle as if whomever is outside is undecided whether to come inside or not.

I can't wait on my bed, I need to be ready.

For a fight, for my life...

I'm fucking scared.

Like girly-girl scared.

I haven't felt this way since the day my mom didn't pick me up after school when she skipped town.

With silent steps that would rival any ninja, I tip-toe my way behind the door.

I can see a huge shadow of a man underneath my door.

Should I open it and surprise him instead?

I wait and grip the bat with sweaty fingers and pray that when I swing it, the bastard won't fly away from my hands and leave me unprotected.

The door knob begins to turn as well as my dinner.

Don't throw up, don't throw up...

I lift the bat eye level...

"Bella? I...I need you, please."

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