Jon's P.O.V.

Edward sputtered at whatever Ridley had said before she'd left with Selina. I hated not knowing what was being said, but I wasn't about to let my pride drop just so I could learn, from Edward no less. It was better to just make him tell me.

"What did Ridley say?" I demanded, turning to Edward who was still just standing there with a weird look on his face.

"You really don't want to know," Edward said, shaking his head. "Even I want to unknow it."

"You don't want to know something?" I asked, astonished. Never before had I heard Edward say that he didn't want to know something.

"It's bad Jon," Edward said, "you don't want to know. Trust me."

"It was about me though," I argued, "so I have a right to know."

"And I'm telling you that you don't want to!"

"Why did you go from talking about how much of an ass I could be to the Golden Ratio?" I scowled. "Those are two different things!"

'Maybe it was a cover-up.' Scarecrow hissed. 'What if she knows? What if she told him and they're both now covering it up? You need to know!'

'You're right.' I replied silently. 'I do need to know. And now.'

"Tell me goddamnit!" I snarled. I felt my control slip, but for once I was content with my other half taking the lead with this one. He was most effective in these situations.

'Don't you know it.' Scarecrow cackled.

"Jon," Edward said, sounding a bit desperate. "I know you're there. Please, don't-"

"Shut up and tell me already!" I yelled. Grabbing him, I shoved him into the back of the couch and pinned his arms to his sides.

"You will tell me," I said dangerously, leaning over him. "What she said."

'Don't hurt him.'

'No promises.'

I looked down at the man I held pinned and my lip curled. I leaned closer, forcing him to lean back as far as he could over the back of the couch. Our faces were inches apart, and I could feel his heart beating erratically. Whether from fear or something else I had no idea, though if I'd had to guess, I'd say fear.

'Though you secretly wish it was something else, don't you?' Scarecrow said.

I gave a growl of warning.

"I'm not telling," Edward said stubbornly.

"Edward!" I grabbed his chin between my thumb and forefinger, forcing him to meet my eyes. "What. Did. She. Say. Tell me!"

Edward gave me a dejected look before breaking eye contact, "Fine."

'Look at how submissive he is to you.' Scarecrow purred. 'You could easily take him now with little to no effort.'

I released Edwards' face and placed my hand on the back of the couch.

"What did she tell you?" I asked, feeling myself slip back into control, or more like Scarecrow gave me back control.

Edward swallowed. "She was just wondering if your attitude was proportionate to how tall you were."

I searched his face and he gave me a nervous look, "You're lying."

"Why do you need to know what she said so badly?" Edward asked. "She doesn't know anything about Anna or about the other things. I know that for sure."

"You wouldn't get it," I said with a frown.

'More like you don't want him to know.' Scarecrow snorted. He was getting irritated by all of this, I could tell. 'You're so close and he's so easy. Are you a coward now?'

'No.'

'Then do something.'

'I can't.'

'Can't or won't? Just imagine him in your arms.' Scarecrow said. 'Being with you, loving you, you f-'

'Shut up!' My face flared and retracted myself from Edwards personal space as if I'd gotten stung. I shuffled backward until there were several feet of space between us.

'What's wrong Jonny?' Scarecrow said. 'You don't like hearing the truth? Don't pretend that you don't think of it every now and then.'

"Jon?" Edwards' voice jerked me out of my conscious. He stood up and gave me a concerned look.

"What?" I said a bit harsher than necessary.

Edward flinched at my tone. "I was wondering if you're ok. You've been acting differently ever since..." He trailed off.

"I'm fine." I scowled. "Leave me alone."

"But Jon-"

"Leave!"

Edward muttered something before walking out the door.

I sat down heavily in a nearby chair and rubbed my face. I need to get this under control, as soon. I couldn't go on for much longer.

'Why not give in?' Scarecrow asked. 'It'd be so much more satisfying; for everyone involved.'

"I can't," I growled. "Not when he's all star eyed over her."

'Get rid of her then.' Scarecrow suggested.

"And have Edward mad at me? We've been over this before. It's impossible."

'Nothing's impossible.' Scarecrow said. 'Just hard to do. Also,' he added, 'I'm surprised Eddie didn't notice.'

"Notice what?" I asked confused.

Scarecrow chuckled, 'You got a bit excited there. I'm shocked he didn't notice, considering how close you two were.'

I immediately crossed my legs and cursed. Edward was so perceptive that it would've been nearly impossible for him not to notice.

'Awwww, looks like Jonny-Boy's having a bit of a dilemma.' Scarecrow cooed. 'Whatcha gonna do about it?'

"Shut up." I growled. I had to just deal with it. That damned sexual tension that'd been building up in me since I realized I had competition. I did, didn't I? Ridley was competing with me for Edwards devotion. And because of that damned Anna, Ridley was already leagues ahead of me. Ridiculous of me to think of it that way, but wasn't it the truth?

'I suggest that you get rid of the girl and take Edward for yourself.' Scarecrow said. 'Nothing's stopping you. You've done something like that before.'

"Not yet." I relented. "I need time."

'How much time are you going to give?' Scarecrow demanded. 'It could be too late.'

"It's never too late," I said softly. "Never."