Bella:

"YOU JACKASS!" That'd be Alice. I laugh a little, quickly finishing getting dressed and walking downstairs. Ah, Esme's also here. And Jasper and Carlisle.

This should be fun.

"What were you thinking?" Esme demands, waggling a finger at her son. Edward looks to me pitifully.

"I'm just as mad as they are," I remind him, pointing towards Alice and Esme. They smirk.

I look over to Jasper, seeing he does look in a worse condition than Edward. A small, hidden part of me is silently proud that Edward kind of won the fight. But I push down that feeling.

"How about we go into the living room?" I ask, smiling extra sweetly at Edward. He scowls.

"Great idea!" Esme grins, everyone walking into the living room.

"Fucking traitor…" I hear Edward mutter.

"What was that?" Bitch brow is once again cocked.

"Nothing, sweetheart. I love you," Edward almost sounds like he's begging. Before I know what's happening I'm pinned up against the wall, Edward's body right against mine. "I'll make it up to you. Whatever you want, I'll do it," Edward promises, kissing and sucking on my neck. His lip can't be affecting him too much, then.

"There is one thing," I begin, humming. "You could tell me where you've hidden my underwear," I chuckle at his expression of shock, before his eyes darken.

"Does that mean you're not wearing any panties now?" he realises, hands slipping down my body.

"I'm still mad." I push him away and walk into the living room, swaying my hips. I hear him groan before following me into the living room.

I sit next to Alice on the sofa, leaving the armchair free for Edward. He pouts at me, before reluctantly sitting down. He's worse than a child sometimes.

"Jasper, Edward, how about you explain to us why, exactly, this fight started?" Esme starts, glaring at the both of them.

"It was all him!" Jasper petulantly points at Edward, accusing him of starting the fight. "I just, you know, casually asked him if I could possibly ask Alice on a date," Jasper shrugs.

"That's so not true!" Edward is quick to protest. "You were drunk, told me I had a hot sister, and said you'd like to take her home with you!"

This time, Alice is glaring at Jasper.

"Darling, not like that. As in, to cook you a meal," Jasper lies, his eyes pleading with Alice.

"Edward, don't you think it's Alice's place to decide who she does or doesn't date?" Esme sighs, looking to her son. I see him looking down, fidgeting with something on his jeans.

Despite the fact I still think what he did was stupid, I can see reason in why he did it. So, I stand up and walk over to the armchair. I perch on the arm of the chair, resting my hand on Edward's arm to comfort him.

"Tell them," I whisper in his ear, kissing his cheek.

"I…I failed Alice before, I didn't want to do it again," Edward admits. I hear gasps in the room, but I don't focus on them.

I cup Edward's cheek and turn him to face me, kissing him chastely. He needs to know that he didn't fail her.

"You didn't fail me, Edward. It wasn't your fault, or my fault, it was his fault," Alice says, not even saying the man's name.

"And surely Jasper fighting back shows his intentions are good?" Carlisle says. Edward just shrugs.

"Edward, can I have a word with you? In private?" Jasper asks.

Uh oh.

A/N: Edward and Jasper...men ;)

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