BPOW
That's it. I throw in the towel. I decide I cannot keep waiting for him to come back- he isn't coming back. For the last 3 ½ days I have waited for him to explain what the heck I'd done- but no, he's not a gentleman enough to want the save me a explanantion!
I had just put dinner on the table as Charlie walked in the door. "Hey, hon how was your day?"
Charlie, I'm leaving. No, that's sounds awful. But in my mental battle it was the best I could come up with – "Charlie, I'm leaving."
The sharp intake of breath from Charlie followed these words was terrifying- it as like he knew it was coming?
"Well, go call your mother then. "
"Charlie," He held up his hand in protest "Listen Bells, I knew you wouldn't like it here- it's alright, I understand.
As I drug my feet to the phone, the ring took me by surprise. "Hello?" I answered
"Hey Bella – just wanted to check on ya!" Oh God, why did it have to be Renee?
"Um Mom, I need to actually talk to you about that- Is it alright if I come home?"
Her voice was sliglhtly crestfallen when she answered "Alright, I'll tell Phil – tell Charlie tommorow you need to be at the airport at 3:15PM- Your plane leaves at 4:00, I'll e-mail you your tickets. Bye now, hon."
"Dad, I'm going to pack. Mom says I need to be at the airport at 3:15PM tomorrow- alright?"
'' 'Night Bells."
My head was screaming with thoughts so I decided to talk them out while I packed. Ok, so he is never coming back because apparently I did something but I don't know what that something is. Then I am so mad and angry about I am leaving is that rash? Then I heard it. A chuckle slighty louder that a whisper hit my ears like abomb dropping. The room was almost dark now but I whipped around to see nothing but a hair floating to the ground. One single hair. It was Bronze- and I knew who this belonged to-
Edward Cullen.