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If you find yourself woman or man is in a similar relationship to the one that is seen in this story. Maybe you should seek a therapist, or someone you trust to work on creating a healthy and safe environment. Sometimes men or women who begin this way-obsessive and controlling-can turn physically, emotionally, or sexually abusive. In case this happens, take charge of the situation and recognize that if it happens once it can happen again.

I know that every one doesn't particular care for this Edward at the moment, but in this chapter he has a moment of clarity and figures a few things out.

The Final Straw

Life changed after Alex joined our family, and I tried to reel in my possessiveness of Bella. Letting go of some of my possessiveness was extremely hard because of Bella's beauty.

Alex was about a month old and she was gorgeous. My pride and joy; however, my possessiveness over Bella didn't end right away. It took a tragic accident for me to finally ease up on her.

Bella's body changed after giving birth she was fuller through her hips and her breasts had gotten bigger. I am sure it was because she was breastfeeding, but Bella looked more womanly, she had curves before, but when you add the fact she had my child, she looked even better to me. I wanted her more than anything in this world.

Bella had been working on getting her body back together after having Alex. Personally, I didn't see why she needed to go to the gym to work on anything; she was perfect as always. But, that was an argument I couldn't win either because she felt it was something she needed to do for herself. I wasn't happy about it, but conceded when Jake went with her.

I had finally come to terms with Jake and Paul; well, I was forced to come to terms with it. My latest theory on the pair was that they were trying to turn Bella into a third participant in their sexual escapades. When I accused Bella of this, she laughed in my face, but wouldn't comment, which made my suspensions greater.

So, I joined the gym after a couple of months just to make sure that she and Jake were actually going to the gym. It didn't hurt that I needed to work out, too; I had become lax about taking care of my body. I was already running on the treadmill when Bella and Jake walked in; not even noticing me. I always used the one in the corner as to not alert Bella of my presence. She knew I came, and knew I was here usually when she was, but the majority of the time, I would arrive after them. Luck must have been on my side that night, and I was here before her.

I watched as she prepared herself, and then stretched her gorgeous body before climbing on the stair climber. She mounted the machine and turned it on, but, somewhere in the mist of working out, Bella, somehow, tripped or lost her footing, causing her to fall off the machine, landing flat on her ass. I was trying to shut off my own machine before falling off it, to get to Bella to help her up, but that was when I saw a gentleman lean down presenting her his hand.

She tentatively reached out for his hand, and blushed scarlet when he wouldn't let it go. For some odd reason, I couldn't get my damn machine to stop working so I could rush over to her and stop the scene in front of me. When the asshole finally let go of her, she nodded and smiled in his direction before boarding her machine again. Conveniently, my machine chose that exact moment to stop. Damn technology, I cursed.

I watched Bella for the remainder of my time there, but never let on like I knew anything about 'macho man'. Yeah, that was his new nickname because he was bigger than Jake and Paul put together, and had muscles ripping out of his shirt. She waved at me and smiled when she noticed me in the corner lifting weights.

I had women flirt with me while at the gym, but I never gave them the time of day. I always nodded and gave them a tight-lipped smile. I never wanted to encourage them because I despised cheating, but, not only that, I had Bella and no one could compare to her.

It was never really about trusting her really; it was more about not trusting others around her. She instantly made friends, got along great with others, even if there was adversity, and her smiled could melt anyone's heart.

I walked past Bella and the other women, and headed straight to the showers. I was standing under the spray when I heard someone talking. I listened closely, and tried to make out what they were saying.

"Yeah, she's a cute little thing, too bad she always comes in here with her little gay boy toy," the voice said.

My ears where glued to the wall at this point trying, to figure out who they were talking about because I thought it was Bella.

"Man, that girl could crack walnuts with her ass; I always get a machine behind her so I can watch her work," another male voice said.

"I helped her up today when she fell; she always falls on that damn machine, but I love to pick her off the floor when she does," the first voice said.

Instantly, I knew it was Bella, and the voice was that of 'macho man'.

"Is she single? Because I wouldn't mind tapping her ass," the second male voice asked.

"Nah, she's with someone; I already asked. I've been hitting on her every day she has been here. Oh, man she blushes this scarlet color; what I would give to see how far it goes down her chest. I wonder if her man appreciates the beauty he has, but probably not. I keep hoping that she will dump him and actually allow me to take her out," macho man said.

"Yeah, let me know when you're done with her. I wouldn't mind having a go at her," replied the second male voice.

They both snickered, but I couldn't take it anymore. I had to make Bella leave this gym. Hell, I would add a new wing to the house just to make sure she didn't venture out again.

I hurried out of the shower, and passed by the two assholes as they were coming out, growling at both of them as I walked by. There was no way in hell I was going to tackle both of those steroid freaks, but I wasn't about to take everything lying down either.

I didn't leave the gym right away, instead, I opted to stay and wait for Bella and Jake to exit. Once she was in her car and moving down the road, I followed.

She always hated that I didn't trust her enough to allow her to leave and take Jake home by herself. Some of it was because I was worried about where she would go later, but, I was also concerned for her safety. What if something happened to her car on the way home? What if someone pulled her over, and abducted her? If she had a car accident, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself for not trying to stop it.

Once she dropped Jake off, she turned down the street leading out of his subdivision, and onto the highway. Following behind her, I kept a safe distance not wanting to alert her that I was right behind her.

I saw the exact moment a deer jumped out in front of her car causing her to spin out of control and crash into a tree. But, the car was just barely hanging off an embankment. In that moment, I briefly moment I saw my life disappear before my eyes. I panicked, whipped my car off the side of the road, and rushed to see if Bella was okay.

When I reached the car, I noticed there was no way for Bella to get out of the driver's side because of the embankment she was just barely hanging on. I slowly approached the passenger side. I wasn't able to open the door, but could see inside enough to determine that Bella was still breathing which, to me, was a bonus at this point.

I pulled out my cell phone and rapidly called 911 to get them here to get her out before something happened to cause the car to fall over the embankment. I talked to Bella constantly, in case she was still conscious, and to ease my own peace of mine.

Carlisle had heard the call come into the emergency room, and decided to ride with the rescue squad, and I was thankful to see him here. When the fire department arrived, they pulled out the Jaws of Life, to physically cut Bella from the car. The noise was awful, and the smell of metal being cut churned my stomach.

I was a complete and utter mess, and didn't know what we would find once we finally pulled her body out of the car. Once she was free and on the gurney, Carlisle started assessing everything about her, and forced the EMTs to hold me at bay on the sides. I watched as they loaded her up, and Carlisle came rushing to my side.

"Son, she is not severely injured from what I can physically see on the outside. But I have to make sure there are no internal injuries before I know if she is out of the woods."

"I will follow behind so I don't get in your way," I stated. I could have ridden in the back with her, I knew Carlisle would let me, but I didn't want to hinder the EMTs. So, I ran straight to my vehicle and followed the rescue squad straight to the hospital.

As I sat in the waiting room, it was pure agony, but Carlisle would came out every so often letting me know what was going on and promised to come soon with answers. Bella wasn't conscious yet and no one knew why.

They had run brain scans and body scans looking for any and every problem know to man, but were still coming up empty. I paced the waiting room floor. The girls came along and brought Alex with them. When I laid eyes on my daughter, I scooped her up and held her tight to my body. I was thankful that she hadn't been in the car with Bella at the time.

Carlisle finally emerged from the back; I raced to him to see if there was any new information about her condition.

"Son, she is fine and is waking up. She gave us a scare for a couple of minutes, but she finally came around. The only thing wrong with her, physically, is that she fractured her leg in a couple of places. Other than that, she is perfectly fine," he said, reassuring me that everything would be okay.

I was the first one back to see her; when I walked into her room, I was glad to see her lightly smile in my direction. Walking quickly to get by her side, I gently rubbed the side of her cheek that had several bruises covering her face. She still looked beautiful to me, but you could clearly see the damage the car accident caused.

"How are you feeling?" I asked.

"My leg hurts like hell, and my hand is throbbing. Carlisle says it not broken, but I could have put undue pressure on it while gripping the steering wheel."

"I was behind you and saw the whole thing. I have never been that scared in my whole life."

"I knew you were behind me, which was one of the reasons I didn't notice the deer. You had been following me since I left Jake's house."

"What?"

"I was mad that, once again, you didn't trust me. When the deer ran out in front of me, which was the exact moment I noticed your headlights in my mirror, again; I wasn't paying enough attention to see the deer. This caused me to swerve once I did see it."

"Why were you not paying attention? What if Alex had been in the car with you?"

Pulling back from Bella, I paced the room; how could she be so careless?

"Me?" she yelled.

"You should trust me enough to go to my friend's house and home. I have never given you a reason to not believe me, and, at some point with your level of possessiveness, you are going to ruin what we have."

I immediately regretted having this conversation here at the hospital. I didn't want everyone knowing how I was following her, and, apparently, one of the causes of the wreck. I pulled at my hair, trying to figure out what I needed to do.

"I'll go to counselling; I will talk to somebody," I whispered.

Risking her like this was a foolish mistake, and not trusting her was driving her crazy.

"That's fine, I want you to get help, but know this ... if you want to be possessive in the bedroom, that is fine. You want to be possessive at parties, I can deal with that, too, but stop following me. Stop reading my emails, text messages, or anything else. You have to trust me; if you can't trust me, we have nothing."

She was absolutely, right and I knew it.

Walking back over to her, I leaned down kissing the top of her forehead.

"I love you," I said.

"I love you, too," she replied.

A/N: All right guys possessive Edward ends there, if at any time I can think of something else to add to him I might, but, at this moment, I am drawing a blank. I know many people don't like this Edward, which is perfectly fine. Until next time, keep reading.