Pinned but Fluttering

Chapter 43

Thank you for being so patient in waiting for this chapter which starts in EPOV then shifts back to BPOV. Enjoy!!!

Chapter 43

Edward's POV

Emmett and Jasper followed me out the front door which I had thrown open behind me in a fit of temper, ignoring the sound of crumbling of plaster as I strode down the porch steps.

“Esme's gonna make you fix that, bro,” Emmett stated, not quite hiding his smirk. Esme rarely was angry with me, but Emmett was continuously angering her with his thoughtlessness, so my brother was pretty darn smug that it was my turn to receive a full-blown chewing-out from our mother.

 I sighed. Having Esme angry at me was really the last thing I needed right now....

 Of course I had noted Jasper's words to Isabella before we left about the girls waiting upstairs for her. Good. Maybe Alice can explain what had happened between us in the forest. I really wanted to completely wipe the whole thing utterly from my mind; even now I was still so angry and disgusted with myself....

 “So...” Jasper's voice was quiet yet demanding. I looked back over my shoulder toward the house; we were now well-hidden from prying eyes, even with vampire sight. We had walked far enough away from the house that the girls could not hear our conversation, and Jasper was ready to make me talk.

 “Can't we just talk about something else...anything else?” I begged my brothers. 

 While Emmett looked bewildered, Jasper spun on his heel and confronted me, his nose a bare inch from mine as he lambasted me.

 “Bella doesn't deserve your burying your head in the sand... again. She was hurt and confused back there when you two came into the house, and it's your responsibility to talk to her when we get back,” Jasper growled, then continued in a quieter voice. “If you don't set things straight with her, you don't deserve her.”

 “I don't deserve her anyway,” I muttered, backing away from Jasper's stare which was setting me on edge.

 “So what the hell happened?” Emmett asked, watching the both of us in confusion.

 “Edward's being an ass,” Jasper stated succinctly.

 “That's what I'm trying NOT to be,” I retorted.

 “Then explain it to Isabella. She'll understand.”

 “There is no way that I'm going to talk about something so...so....” my voice trailed off as I struggled to find a word horrible enough for what I had done.

 “Will someone PLEASE CLUE ME IN?” Emmett yelled, his patience obviously at its end.

 “I don't know what happened for certain, but I have an idea,” Jasper stated quietly. “Let's hear it, Edward. You'll feel much better when you get it off your chest.”

 “I seriously doubt that,” I muttered, folding my arms in a huff.

 “What? Did things get hot-and-heavy between you two?” Emmett asked.

 My disgusted glance was answer enough.

 Emmett slapped me on the back and congratulated me, “You sly dog! Who knew you had it in you?”

 “I could handle if that were all...well, maybe,” I hemmed, trying to find a way out of this conversation without one or both of my brothers getting angry enough with me to consider tearing off my arms or legs in the process.