What if Edward called?
A fanfic by lizliz07
A/N: I in no way own Twilight, New Moon, or my favorite Eclipse. I am not Stephanie Meyer (sadly) and I don't own Edward. : ( depressing. Ok, on to happy matters. Welcome, sexy penguins, to my first fanfic. Nice to meet ya. I made my dialogue close to Stephanie Meyers, but it is NOT the same. Just to be accurate and avoid sueing or anything like that. Now, read on sexy penguins, read on!
EPOV (Edwards's point of view)
I was sitting in a corner with my back against the bit of the wall that I could touch. I tried to shut my mind down, focusing on my favorite music. However, that music was Debussy, and it reminded me of Bella.I had to pull away from the vision of her face the last time I saw it. Tear streaked, her chocolate brown eyes showing her hurt, confusion, and yet accepting it also.
I growled, pinching the bridge of my nose. It was getting harder and harder to stay here. The only reason to stay away, apart from why I had left, was tracking Victoria, and inadvertently keeping my Bella safe. However, since losing her trail and heading to Brazil, I didn't even have that to hold me back. My phone vibrated, probably the thirtieth time this hour. Sighing, I finally picked it up to look at the caller-id. It was Rosalie. I growled and almost hit the reject button, but then I decided that I needed a distraction. "Hello, Rosalie. Just why are you calling me?"
"Because I needed an ego-boost. I feel special enough with you answering it." I rolled my eyes. "Now, anyway, I was calling-"
I interrupted her, surprising myself. "Rose, if you have nothing constructive, then go away." I flipped the phone shut, enjoying the sound. From stories below me, I could hear the thoughts of the many tenants. Deciding to get my distraction from them, I tuned in to one. John is acting weird lately, I wonder if he's thinking about leaving. Was that close to Bella's thoughts in the days before I left? I smacked my forehead. Stop it! Stop thinking about her!
I knew the only answer to getting away from the pain. I tried to block it, but it broke through anyway. I would just have to go and see her. If she was happy, I could leave and never return. And what if she wasn't happy? The phone vibrated again, saving me from answering that thought. It was Rosalie, again.
"What do you want?" I growled. There was a long silence.
"Edward, its Bella. Alice saw her standing at the edge of the cliff, and then jumping. I'm sorry Edward. Are you coming home now?" I shut the phone. My dead heart would have stopped if it was possible. Bella, my Bella, my angel, dead? No, no, no, no, no! Almost without thinking, I flipped my phone open again. I dialed in her number.
The phone rang a few times before it was answered and I heard my salvation, her voice. "Hello?" I was so surprised that I couldn't think, much less answer. Thank whatever deity that might be out there. "Who is this? Why are you calling me?"
The fear in her voice helped me find mine, but before I could answer I heard a shuffling on the line and then a different voice spoke. "Is this Victoria? Because if it is, you better leave Bella alone."
My Bella, with a boy? I told myself that I felt happy for her. But I didn't believe it. However, I didn't like being compared to or called Victoria. "I'm not Victoria. Has she been messing with Bella?" The boy hesitated, but then answered.
"If you're not Victoria, then who are you?" there was heavy suspicion in his voice, mixed with a small bit of arrogance.
"I'm Edward, her ex-boyfriend." I started to say, but only got to the Edward part, because of a shuffling on the phone again.
"Edward? Is it really you?" the hope and longing in her voice made me want to cry, but worse was the undertone of disbelief, and anger. "Edward, if it's really you, you have to come back. Victoria is after me again. I need you. Please." She added, whispering. I felt horrible, because I knew now that by leaving I had put her into more danger, and that I really had broken her heart.
"Bella, Bella, listen. I'm coming to you. Just stay put, ok? We are all coming to you. Be safe, I love you." I hung up, and for the first time in weeks I went hunting. When I had had my fill of deer, I took off for the nearest airport, already pulling out my phone to call my family.
A/N: sorry for the length, but I had a lot to put in. stay tuned for chapter 2, which is chapter 1 from Bella's pov. Read and review please people. If you need anything explained, let me know in the review, and I'll try to explain it.