Sorry its so short guys. Typed this on my phone. in the beauty salon:)

So, I had bared my ass to Edward. Beautiful. Wonderful. Just great. First I

show up in my pink panties, then he gets a free view of my ass. What was I, a

cheap whore?

There was a barely audible gasp from behind me. I'm guessing from Edward.

Great, I guess he hadn't seen it until, well, now. I'm a dumbass. I could have-

should have- covered up.

"Bella?" Edward called.

"What!" I replied grouchily. "Let me guess... Your going to tell me you can see

my ass?"

"Well yeah..." Edward replied. Seeming... A bit... Offended? Funny. No one

could hurt precious Edward. Who knows why I was being so mean. Memories from

earlier, the Jacob thing, were flooding to my memory. How dare Edward act

territorial over me! Possesive even!

I reached the front desk, and asked for my clothes.

"Yes dear, I would give them to you but we ripped them off... You know in a

hurry to save your life and all." The nurse said somewhat sarcasticly.

"Thanks." I smiled. "For nothing." I muttered under my breath. "Well can I at

least get another gown to cover my back? My buttocks is showing."

"Sure." She reached under the counter. "Here you go. Do you need help putting

it on?"

"No thanks." I replied in a fake ass cheery voice. I slipped the gown on, tying

it secure around me. Ahh.

"You ready to go?" I half turned to Edward.

"Sure. Where are your shoes and clothes?"

I didn't feel like explaining. "They pitched 'em."

"How are you supposed to walk outside? Its raining."

Exasperated, I replied. "Gee I don't know."

"Well then I guess I'll have to carry you."

"What! No!" I protested as Edward approached me.

Wrapping his.. Ahem.. Strong arms.. Around my waist, he gently lifted me.

"Put me down!" I almost yelled, as Edward stepped outside.

Then I saw the rain. Oh how I hate thunderstorms! Buckets were pouring from the

sky. Thunder was cracking loudly. I shrunk into Edwards chest. Damn him.

"Where is the car?" I asked miserably.

"On the third floor of the parking garage.

"Well just take the elevator."

"Its broken." He pointed to a sign. Sure enough, he was right.

"So what, your going to carry me up three flights of steps?"

"That's the plan." He said, opening the door to the stairs.

"Whatever." I muttered. A LOUD crack of lightning sounded, and I shuddered.

"You okay?"

"Why?" I asked. "Oh nevermind, you do care, Mr. Possesive."

Edward stopped. "So that's why your pissed at me. You heard what I said to

Jacob!"

"Yeah!"

Edward looked like he was going to laugh for a minute. "Did you hear what Jacob

said? Your perfect boyfriend?"

"No...?" I stopped. What did Jacob say to make Edward react?

"He said you were a good lay, and basically you were another notch on his belt!

How do you like that Bella?"

I was dumbfounded. Jacob was... He would never...

"He did?" I whispered, tears coming to my eyes.

"Yeah." Edward said, still angry. "But think what you want to think Bella."

We had reached the third floor. Edward wrenched open the door, holding me up in

on arm, and fumbling for his keys with the other.

The Volvo's lights flashed as Edward unlocked the car. He roughly sat me down in

the passengers seat.

"Ow!" I said.

Edward ignored me the rest of the way home. So that's what I get for showing him

my ass!