This is not a Drive-by... Well actually it is!

BPOV.

Poor Edward. I held him close while he poured his heart out. I can't imagine what it would be like to lose three members of your family in all in one go. Losing Jake was bad enough.

"Edward?" I patted him on the shoulder. "Come on, I'll drive you home."

Edward raised his head and looked me in the eyes. Damn, he looks hot even when he's been crying. Not a single tear stain or snot bubble in sight. Lucky bastard.

"Thank you for listening Bella. I really appreciate it, but there is no need to drive me home. I only live a few blocks away. I can walk." He rubbed his eyes, which were only slightly pink, and made to get up, but he wobbled on his feet..

I steadied him with my hands on his biceps, which flexed underneath my touch. "Come on. I'm not taking no for an answer. You're in no fit state to walk home by yourself." I wrapped one of his arms around my shoulders and walked him out to the parking lot. I was hoping the fresh air would of sobered him up a bit, but if anything it made him worse.

He stumbled on every third step he took and talked worse than Alice. When drunk, Edward turned into a right chatty Cathy. Most of it was unintelligable nonsense, although my ears perked up at the sound of my name.

"That Bella, she's so pretty. Shame she's such a grouch. If she took the stick out of her ass she'd be alright. I was so close to her boobs just now. I could of motorboated them until the cows come home."

I rolled my eyes and pushed him into the back seat of my car. "Do NOT puke in my car, Edward. If you do, you will need very invasive surgery to remove my boots from your ass!"

He waved me off and started crooning instead. "Oh Bellllaaaa, oh sweet Bellllaaaa. I wish I was your fellaaa, my sweeet Bellllaaaaaa..." He fell silent and I was getting ready to kiss my boots goodbye, when snoring started up in the back. I glanced in my rearview mirror and Edward was fast asleep, his chin bobbing on his chest as I drove along. What he failed to tell me before he fell asleep, was where he lived.

I drove around for a while and knowing I wouldn't be able to get him out of my car on my own, I parked outside of Emmetts house and sent him a quick text.

Em, need your help. Meet me outside. - Bella x.

A moment later and a light flickered on in the top window. Rosalies scowling face appeared between the curtains amd Emmett was at the front door in a pair of Spiderman sleep pants. I climbed out of my car and explained what had happened with Edward.

"And he just fell asleep? He didn't try any funny buisness?" Emmett looked shocked as I shook my head in the negative.

"He just sang for a little bit and it's like he had no brain filter. Whatever popped into his head came straight out his mouth."

"And you brought him here why?"

"He didn't tell me where he lives before he was out like a light. I'm sorry Em. I didn't mean to get you out of bed, but I just know I won't be able to lift him by myself."

"Come on Bee, he can crash on our couch." Said Emmett, as he began pulling Edward out of the backseat.

"Wait Em, he's still buckled in!" I reached across Edwards torso to unclip his seat belt, lost my footing and fell across his lap, right onto his very obvious erection.

Edward groaned, I yelped and Emmett burst out laughing.

I scrambled to get up, effectively elbowing Edward in the chin in the process. "Chu do that for?" He grunted, still groggy from his nap and he effects of the countless beers he had downed. "Mmmett. Whe'd d'you turn up?"

"Edward, we're at Emmetts house. You're going to crash here for the night, okay?" It was like talking to a small child.

"Mm'kay." He lazily climbed out of the car and nearly fell flat on his face as he caught his shoe on the kerb.

Emmett caught him around the middle and hoisted Edward to his feet. "C'mon dude. We've got a comfortable couch with your name on it."

"Thanks again Emmett. I really appreciate it."

"No worries Bee-Bee. I'll see you in the morning. Night."

"Night Em." I wandered off down the street to Alices. It really was a nice little neighbourhood.

I had just gotten to the front steps when I was suddenly blinded by a car with their headlights on full beam. A screech of tyres and the revving of an engine had me diving out of the way as the vehicle came hurtling towards me. Two gunshots rang out in my direction, but thankfully neither of the bullets hit me. The car swerved and sped off down the road.

Lights flickered on in most of the nearby houses. With this being one of the quiet neighbourhoods, nothing out of the ordinary rarely happened.

"BELLA!" Alice screeched from the top step. "Bella what the hell was that? Are you okay?"

Emmett and Rosalie came running down the street. "Bee?!" Emmett was on his knees beside me in an insant and started patting me down.

"I'm okay Em. Just a little shaken." I pulled myself up from behind the trash cans and rubbed myself off. "See, I'm fine."

"No Bella, you're not. You're bleeding." Alice looked frightened.

I looked myself over. "Where?" Then I felt it. Trickling down the side of my face. I raised my hand to touch my head, but Rosalie stopped me.

"Don't." She said, catching my wrist. "It needs to be cleaned."

"Emmett, how good are you at catching?" He looked at me perplexed, but I had no time to answer his unasked question as everything went black.

Dun dun duuuun! Another close call for Bella. Oooh, who can the mystery drive-by shooter be?

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Much love x