A/N: A huge thanks to Cristina, Sherry, Paige & Tiffany, for all your hard work.

Chapter 21

"Who were you talking to!?" Edward roared, as he stormed into our room.

I glanced at him through the vanity mirror and then looked back at my own reflection, continuing to finish touching up my makeup. "I was wondering how long it would take your lapdog to run and tell you his tale."

Edward seemed unamused by my reply. He marched over to me and grabbed me by the arm, pulling me to my feet. "This isn't a game Bella!" he shouted, glaring down at me. "There are people out there who want to kill you. Who the hell were you talking to?"

I tried to pull my arm away from him. I didn't like him manhandling me, and I wanted to create some space between us, but he refused to let me go. "I have no idea what you are talking about," I hissed. "I already told your dog that."

"Stop lying. You are a terrible liar. I already have my men pulling the footage up from the security cameras outside the restroom. I will find out who you were talking to, though I would prefer the information to come from my wife."

"Well, perhaps, your wife would have told you if you weren't such a dick."

"The only reason I am being a dick, as you put it, is because you are making me angry. I am trying to look out for you. Why can't you see that? Why do you need to be so difficult?"

"You!" I roared, poking my finger in his chest, "were the one who picked a fight with me, on the day of my parents' funeral, you insensitive bastard."

"If someone is feeding you pills I have a right to know."

I happened to glance behind him and saw that Rosalie's bag was still sitting on our bed. Shit! I hoped he never saw me looking. I was fearful of what he would do to his sister, especially when his temper was flared. "No one was feeding me anything, and it wasn't as if it was cocaine. It was a prescription drug!"

"Not your prescription though."

"It's not as if it was going to kill me," I said, throwing my hands up in exasperation.

"If you need to see a doctor because you need some help, then fine. You tell me, and I'll take you, but don't you dare mess around with that shit," he said, finally letting me go.

"You're overacting."

"I'm not, as your husband and protector, I have a right to know if someone is giving you pills. Now, last chance, Isabella, who gave you the pills and who were you talking to in the bathroom?"

I honestly didn't want to betray Rosalie. She had tried to help me and betraying her confidence could ruin any chances I had of friendship with her. I wasn't even sure what Edward would do to her. I didn't want to tell him about Jacob either. I was scared that he was innocent and Edward would hurt him. "What do you plan to do to them if I tell you?" I asked, knowing that he was possibly going to find out, regardless of my hesitance.

"It depends on what you tell me."

I rolled my eyes. "What kind of answer is that?"

"Isabella, please," Edward said, softly, pinching his nose. "My patience is wearing thin. I am your husband, you should trust me above all others. You should trust me to make the right decisions, for both of us."

"I'm capable of making my own decisions!" I snapped.

"But you are not, haven't you proven that time, and time again? Listen, if we hadn't argued in the car, wouldn't you have come to me and told me about this person?"

I resented his comment. I wasn't incapable, but he was right about one thing. I would have gone to him in a heartbeat if he hadn't pissed me off, and I suppose he was right about another thing too, I should trust him above all others. After-all, he was my husband. I sighed, walking over to the bed and sitting down. Edward followed me, taking a seat beside me.

"You were out of line for picking a fight with me in the car," I stated, playing with the hem of my dress. "I had just said goodbye to my parents and instead of being there for me, you choose to hurt me," I said, my eyes filling with tears. I guess that was what hurt me the most. He had pushed me away, instead of comforting me. When we had gotten in the car there was nothing I wanted more than the comfort of his arms, but I had to go and open my mouth, and ruin it all. I guess I was also angry at myself.

"I'm sorry," Edward said, pulling me onto his lap and holding me against his chest. "I just want to protect you, Isabella, from the world. Why can't you see that?"

"I didn't want to tell you about the pills," I said, looking down at my hands, "Because I didn't want you to ruin any chance I had of forging a friendship with your sister. She was nice to me today, but all that could change if she finds out I told you about the Valium. You have to understand Edward, when she offered it to me, I didn't even question it. I just thought they were from you or you knew. I was barely holding it together today. They really helped me get through today."

"Okay, I'm sorry for reacting the way I did," he sighed, kissing the top of my head, "And I won't say anything to her, as long as you promise me that you won't touch anything like that again, not without your own prescription."

I pulled away so that I could look up at him. "What are you afraid of?" I asked, as I gently touched his face.

"I just got you. I don't want to lose you before I get the chance to truly know you. You've already put yourself at risk more times than I care to count."

I sighed, content with his answer. I laid my head against his chest again. "The man's name was Jacob Black, or at least that is what he said his name was. He said he is the son of Billy and that Billy is innocent. Do you think it's possible?" I asked, pulling away again to look at him.

"At this moment in time, I honestly don't know. Did he say anything else?"

I shook my head. "No, not really, just that Billy had kept his family secret, and that he didn't want to hurt Kate or me."

"Okay."

"You're not going to hurt him, are you, Edward?"

"Please Isabella, just trust in me to do the right thing. Have faith." I nodded, knowing it was something that I needed to work on. Edward leaned forward and placed a soft, gentle kiss on my lips. "Thank you for telling me."

"You're welcome." I actually felt like a weight had been lifted off my chest. I hadn't realized how wrong it had felt to try and keep Jacob from him, when I knew I should have told him. I was glad that we had been able to work out our differences.

Edward helped me to my feet and the two of us walked out into the main living area, where I was surprised to see Garrett and Kate, sitting, waiting with Marcus.

"Is everything okay?" Kate asked, standing up. "I saw you storming to the elevator and came to check on you."

I looked up at Edward, who in turn looked down at me. I smiled as I turned back to face her. "Yeah, everything is fine."

"Good," Kate said, smiling back. "We really should go downstairs and make an appearance." She linked her arm with mine and started walking towards the elevator.

I glanced back to see if Edward was following me. He wasn't, he was standing with Garrett. "Marcus, will go with you. I'll be down in a minute," he reassured me. I nodded.

"So what were you guys fighting about?" Kate asked as we got on the elevator.

I don't know why, but something inside of me told me not to tell her, so I just shrugged. "Oh, you know, just couple stuff."