"Bella? I'm so sorry…"

Edward was beside me again, I could feel his cool hand on the top of my shoulder. His voice sounded smooth yet unbearably miserable. I stood in my room motionless, trying to gather my bearings; I had just a moment ago been at the Cullens house… trying to stop my arm from gushing blood. Edward dived in front of me to stop Jasper from… well effectively… killing me. Edward intercepted him before he could get close, but Alice was too fast for him, she was instantly crouched over me, ready to do what she had to do. Her familiar caramel coloured eyes now eyes screaming with an unbearable thirst… that I was about to fix. Her senses taken over by the scent, she was overcome, no longer in control. Just at that moment Edward scooped me up into his arms, holding his breath, the sudden movement knocked the breath from my chest, gasping for air, Edward took me to the nearest, safest place… home.

We climbed through my open bedroom window and onto the wooden floor in one swift motion. Edward put me down on the aged floorboards, while he closed the window hastily, as a precaution. I looked into Edwards sombre eyes as he guided me to the bed. His mind was far away; his expression outraged, I could feel my arm under my jacket, a dull ache now, I'd forgotten all about that…at least the bleeding had stopped now.

I was unable to speak, I opened my mouth but no sound came out.

Edward spoke before I could get my voice to work. He spoke with a saddened tone that made me uneasy. I stood lifeless, still in shock; I had never imagined the petite, delicate Alice looking so vicious and ready to kill me...

"I can't keep doing this…"

After a short pause Edward took my hand in his and stared into my eyes, the silence was killing me, was he thinking of leaving? A surge of panic flowed through me, my whole body tensed. Edward looked alarmed now, he knew I was afraid. That made his decision.

"We have to leave..."

I froze again, but I was glad he had said we, even though I knew what he would say next, I couldn't help feeling relieved. He had made his decision, we were leaving.

"You're not safe here, and I'm not putting you in any more danger, I couldn't live with myself if my family ever..."

He trailed off, and I was scared of what he was going to say.

"…Hurt you."

He said the words through gritted teeth. Edwards face was cold and hard, he was blaming himself again, I hated how he always took the blame, even if it was me at fault he always seemed to find some way to turn it around, and that just made me feel worse.

"Edward, this isn't your fault…"

Edward looked at me with apologetic eyes, wishing nothing had ever happened tonight. He always thinks about things too much, if we stay there is no guarantee that I would be safe, but I didn't want to leave, I knew that Edwards family, no matter how… thirsty would never try and hurt me…would they? I'd take the chance. I was okay, but near death experiences didn't count to Edward, this wasn't safe to him, not for me anyway.

"There's no point in taking chances Bella"

It was like he had just read my mind; I stiffened knowing that he wasn't open to persuasion about staying, what about Charlie? This was the first time Charlie had crossed my mind all night. I could hear him snoring softly in the room across from mine. He was safe, for now. Edward looped his arms around my waist, sensing 

my distress, pulling me close to his icy chest. I was safe, with the one person I loved the most, right now nothing else in the world could change that and nothing else mattered.