Edward poked his head in the room taking in the pictures scattered on the bed and my gruff appearance. “Bella has commanded us to vacate the premises for the day,” he answered monotonously.

I just stared at him willing him to go away and to leave me to my grief. It was absurd to think that I was going anywhere with him. Bella maybe, but never him. I had grown closer to Bella than anyone aside from Heidi. She was not only kind but highly amusing; when I was willing to crawl my way out of despair I could truly appreciate that about her. She was exactly what I needed right now, the only distraction left to me. The only thing keeping me in this god forsaken world. The one bright spot; the sun when I was surrounded by darkness and haunting memories.

Edward couldn’t stand the friendship that was being forged between us, and who could blame him really? For I would hate the man who monopolized my new bride’s time, as well. They had been arguing nearly every night about that very thing. She always defended me to him and never once complained or acted as though it were a hardship when she was with me, though I knew it was. That only drew me to her more. Like a moth to a flame. But it was more than that. A moth can thrive without that flame; I, however, could not survive in this world without her right now, which considering that I was waiting for her to destroy me was quite amusing. The smile crept up my face at that thought.

Edward strode the rest of the way into the room giving me cool eyes. Damn, why did I always forget that he was privy to all the thoughts floating through my head? “Look, this is not exactly my idea of fun either, but I don’t particularly want to face Bella’s wrath. And I will if I don’t get you out of here. As you so astutely pointed out in your thoughts,” he sneered, “I have already spent enough time fighting with her over you.” He picked up the sketch that I had completed just hours ago before continuing. “I know you do not want to come, especially with me, but do it for Bella. She has sacrificed a lot for you and asks for so little in return,” he finished as he gingerly replaced the drawing on my bed.