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Bella:

"Jessica, what the fuck are you doing here?" Edward grits out, barely remaining calm.

I push myself up from the sofa and hobble out into the hallway, to speak to Jessica myself. And to try and calm down Edward, to make him more rational.

"I'm here to speak to you about your article. I thought we had an agreement?" Jessica hisses at Edward.

"An arrangement you broke countless times by talking to the press. Anyway, you hold nothing me or my family any more. The press know about Alice," Edward replies. I stand next to him and take his hand in mine.

"They don't know everything though, do they?" Jessica responds, still remarkably confident.

"Listen here, missy. I've had it up to fucking here," I motion how high with my hand, "with your snotty, snobby, I'm-better-than-thou behaviour. Because, quite frankly, you're not. If anything, you're worse. You were fucking your boyfriends PA for goodness knows how long, but said boyfriend is polite enough to not mention that in his article," I tell Jessica, all this built up over months, years even.

"Shut up, fatty. I bet you only got pregnant to trap Edward, he's been fucking pining for years to have children!" Jessica shouts back in retaliation.

"She's not fat, she's pregnant, genius. And I thank the heavens every day he didn't get you knocked up," Carlisle says, joining us in the hallway. I turn around and see everyone else there, watching the interaction.

"Whatever, old man. You never liked me anyway, not that I care," Jessica replies flippantly.

"What is it, exactly, that you want?" Edward asks through gritted teeth.

"I want to be famous," Jessica announces firmly.

"Shame, for that you need talent," Edward sighs, faking a solemn expression.

"You'll see, one day I'll be famous!" Jessica shouts at all of us.

"For what? Are we in the presence of the next reality TV star?" Rose asks sarcastically.

"Jessica, I'm going to say this to you one last, final time. We are never getting back together, nor am I going to stop talking to the press just because some brat wants their own way. So, if you ever step foot in my house again, I'll get a restraining order so fucking quickly you won't know what's hit you. Now, are we clear?" Edward speaks with a menacing fury, that would scare me were it not directed at someone I loathe.

"Oh, and I'll be making a call to your parents. I wonder if they know how much trouble their daughter is causing," that'd be Esme.

"Alright, I'm going!" Jessica flies out of the house faster than a tornado, slamming the door on her way out.

As soon as she's gone Edward wraps his arms around me, pressing his lips tenderly against my forehead.

"I was serious. About the restraining order. Fuck, I think I'll get it anyway," Edward murmurs against my forehead.

I smile against him, happy that this fight with Jessica seems final; like this is the last time we'll have to deal with her.

"Thanks. And thank you, Carlisle, especially, for your words towards Jessica," I say to Edward's father.

He's definitely growing on me.

"The pleasure was all mine," Carlisle smirks, earning himself a glare from Esme.

Scratch that, both Edward's parents are growing on me.

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