I've stolen the characters and the places (They belong to SM) but changed the storyline and added a few twists that SM didn't use… yes its been done before… but it was an idea I couldn't get out of my head… Let me know what you think :) oh this is all unbeta'd… if your interested send me a message :)
Chapter One : Grieving
Since the age of three, I had spent exactly five weeks every year with my dad Charlie and now here I was packing up the remains of my life in Phoenix to move in with him. Charlie is the Chief of police in the small quiet town of Forks, also know to the rest of America as the wettest town in the north peninsula. Just great, at this point I wasn't sure my luck could get any worse.
My mother Renee and her new husband Phil had decided to take yet another honeymoon after Phil was signed as a new player for the Los Angeles Dodgers, everything had been arranged and we were set to move in two weeks. The house was beautiful with balconies and multiply bathrooms as well as a swimming pool, not that it was really needed, our house was right on the beach.
I had waved them off at the airport and told them not to worry about me - Sure I had only just turned seventeen but my mother always said I was more like a thirty-five year old - as they boarded the plane, I had this awful feeling twisting in my stomach but I ignored it. Flying was never exactly my favorite thing and I was always certain the damn thing would crash with me on board. For this flight though, apparently I didn't need to be.
I had fallen in the door and turned on the television before getting comfty on the old brown sofa, a re run of some old comedy show was on before a breaking news banner had taken over the bottom of the screen. The pit returned and I felt like I was going to throw up, I furiously flicked to the news channel and felt my whole body turn stone cold as I saw the flight number and the video footage of what remained of the plane, hardly nothing.
'No Survivors' the voice had said.
I slowly reached out and picked the phone off the small coffee table, I looked at the numbers trying to focus on which one was which. Everything had started to blur. I found the star key and pressed 1 - Charlie - I didn't know why I was phoning him but some part of me knew I needed to.
"Hello" the voice was giddy and I could hear others laughing in the background.
"Dad" I said calmly. I felt frozen.
"Bells, you okay?" He was still laughing with the others and I heard someone say something in the background and a fresh round of laughter started. When I didn't answer he spoke again "Bells…"
"Have you seen the news?" I knew my voice was flat but I couldn't find any of my emotions.
"I did. Plane crashes are terrible. Those poor families. They need to do better checks or…" he trailed off as he sighed. I heard him hushing the others before returning to the phone, but they were still joking and laughing. "Bells is everything okay?" he asked serious now.
"I don't… I… I don't think so" I gulped. Suddenly at a loss for air.
"Isabella, what's wrong?" I knew that tone and the way he used my full name. He was staring to panic. Should I have been? Was I?
"I think I'm going to be sick" I said as my head fell over the side of the couch and my stomach emptied.
"Bella, Bells. Bella" I heard him calling as he listened to me. I wiped my mouth on my sleeve before putting the receive back to it. "Bella… Bells you there?" He was shouting now and I suddenly realized all the background noise was completely gone.
"Yeah" my voice was hoarse.
"Bella what's wrong?" I couldn't find the words or the air to explain. "Please baby, speak to me." I noticed someone in the background asking if I was okay and another voice asking what was happening. Charlie let out a shudder. "Bells"
"Renee… Phil" I finally pushed out, barely a whisper.
"What about them?"
"Plane" I said with the last breath I held. I felt the darkness pulling me under and it seemed instantly that I was gone.
I didn't remember much after that. Apparently I didn't say or do anything for a few days. Charlie had of course rushed to me as soon as I passed out on the phone, calling my neighbor on the way to help me. He had put my clues together and got a confirmation that they were on the plane while he made his way from Forks to Phoenix. I remembered the funeral service, no casket, no burial. It didn't seem real. The plane had exploded and gone down over the ocean. No bodies. No anything.
The doctor had come to see me a lot but I didn't really take notice of him. Words like catatonic and insomnia had filtered through to my brain but I couldn't seem to find it in myself to care. The house and everything was left to me but I was too young to stay alone and I didn't want to be alone. So when Charlie had asked me to come to Forks with him, I had given a small nod and gone back to looking at the ceiling.
I couldn't bring myself to cry, even now as I packed the final bits into boxes. Some were staying, others coming with me, there just wasn't a tear to flow. I knew it wasn't because I didn't care because I knew I did, it was more that I felt broken. My brain didn't feel as if it was connecting to my body anymore. I was walking through the motions for Charlie's sake, I hadn't realized the way he watched me, the way he winced every time I moved or tried to say something. I was hurting him and so for his sake I tried to act normal. I knew I was doing a horrible job but it was better than nothing. At least that's what I tell myself.
The long drive to forks was quiet. I spent most of the time staring at the road in front of us or pretending to read. A few times Charlie tried to start a conversation with me and I gave him a few short answers but they took more effort than I had the energy for. The car was packed solid with all the boxes and bags of my belongings and the few treasures I had brought with me that I couldn't bare to leave. Renee's guitar was among them, she could never play it but she tried and tried. I had countless memories of her sitting on the old brown sofa fighting with the strings to make the sounds she wanted them to and then giving up for a few days before attempting it again. I tried to smile at the memory but my face didn't want to co-operate and so I sighed heavily.
"Here's the border Bells. I just need to make one quick stop and then we can go to the house. Get you unpacked." He watched me out the corner of his eye and sighed when I didn't make eye contact.
"Sure" talking was getting easier at least but I still couldn't find the emotion in it. I knew it sounded flat and maybe rude but I felt empty and apparently my words didn't disguise that.
We pulled into the small parking lot outside the small food store. I hadn't been in Forks since Renee left Charlie and apparently nothing had changed. Renee always complained about this place and its lack of food, she use to tell me how she would have to travel to Port Angeles to get decent food and how there was nothing worth buying in Forks.
"You coming in?" Charlie pulled me from my thoughts and I decided to see if she was right.
"Sure" I replied again as I opened the car door.
I couldn't help but notice the shiny Mercedes that was parked next to us and the even shinier Volvo that was parked next to that. I wasn't really one to notice cars but I did notice how the police car seemed to be the only new-ish vehicle on the way into town and yet here I was standing next to two brand new cars.
Charlie must have noticed my stare. "The Cullen's must be here"
"Who?" not that I really cared.
"The towns doctor and his family, they moved here a few months ago." I nodded as he began speaking again but this time his voice was low. "A lot of money."
"Okay" I responded. I could only imagine how much gossip there was about this new family and there money. Normally in towns like this someone couldn't sneeze without it being cause for gossip. I wonder what they are saying about me?
"Bells, don't you want to put on a jacket?" I looked at Charlie and the big parka he was wearing, looked around at the rain that was softly belting down and then looked at my own t-shirt and jeans combo. Was it always raining?
I shrugged before heading towards the doors of the shop.
"Aren't you cold?" He spoke softly behind me as if he was afraid to upset me.
"Nah" I said as I scanned the small over stocked shop. I watched my feet as I walked up the isle following Charlie as he picked up things and showed them to me. Sometimes I looked up to see but mostly I just nodded a yes. I really wasn't hungry and didn't really care what I ate.
"Dr Cullen" I heard Charlie's greeting and I found my curiosity flaring. I looked up into the faces of the whole family. All eyes seemed stuck on me.
"Chief Swan. How are you?" The golden haired older male asked as his eyes flicked from Charlie to me.
"Its been a long couple of days but we're getting through it." I couldn't help but roll my eyes. I could feel an intense stare on me and I looked up into the golden eyes of… of an angel. He was truly beautiful with his tussled bronze hair and perfectly angular face. As he stared, I stared back before I heard my name. I looked into the direction of the doctor.
"This must be Isabella?" He smiled at me and once again I tried but my face just wouldn't do as I asked.
"Bella" I corrected.
"Well hello Bella, welcome to Forks" There was something so soothing about his voice, it was almost musical and seemed to flow so perfectly.
I raised my eyebrow at him. "Thanks" I said, not really sure what else to say.
"This is my family" he began. I noticed how the same boy was still staring at me intensely only now his face was a mixture of frustration and sadness. I flicked my eyes back to where Carlisle gestured to. "This is my wife Esme"
"Hey" I said flatly. She looked back at me and she almost seemed pained. Did I look that bad. Great.
"My Daughter Alice" He motioned to the small pixie looking girl. She was shorter than me and tiny in every sense of the word and yet very beautiful. Her golden eyes smiled at me as she took a step forward.
"Hey Bella, we're gonna be best friends" her voice was a little too perky.
I nodded, biting my lower lip. "Cool"
"This is Jasper" The pixie motioned to the boy standing next to her. He was tall and had curly blonde hair and the same golden eyes as the others. The way Alice looked at him seemed a little strange for her brother and as if answering my thought she spoke again. "My boyfriend" I lifted my hand slightly as if to wave at him. He was standing the furthest away and made no move to come closer.
"I'm Rosalie, Jaspers sister and this is Emmett, my boyfriend" the blonde beauty queen smiled but it seemed to hold a warning in it. Wow, this family was complicated and unbelievably beautiful. I looked back and forth trying to figure it out, my mind seemed to be working slower than usual given most of my attention was consumed by the constant stare from the boy on the end.
The bigger one moved forward now, his dark curls framed his pale face and golden eyes as he leaned his head down to my height. Did he just wink at me? "How you doing little sis?" The blonde moved closer to him and smacked his arm as if to warn him to back off. How strange. Wait… did he call me little sis? What the heck did that mean? "What?" he said back to her before turning back to me and looking at me as if trying to read my expression or looking for his answer.
"I'm fine big bro" I finally said, I meant it to sound sarcastic but it came out flat. His face was suddenly engulfed by a massive grin as he nodded and moved back to his original spot. I looked up at Charlie, clearly asking him if this Emmett guy was nuts. Charlie just shrugged and looked as confused as I felt.
The angel on the end cleared his throat then and I looked from Charlie to him. "I'm Edward" he held his hand out to mine to shake it. That was a first. Since when did teenage boys shake hands? I couldn't help the small huff and questioning look that I made as I reached my hand forward to shake his. The moment his hand touched mine it felt like an electric shock passed through me and I yanked my hand back. He looked down at me and for a moment I saw a brief flash of pain on his face. I looked at my hand and then back to him but his expression was so sad that I wasn't sure if he had felt the shock or if he thought I was being rude.
"Electric shock" I muttered as I wiggled my fingers. His head lifted a little as he tried to read my face. "What?"
"You felt that?" his expression was completely fathomless now as he changed from one expression to another every second.
"Er… yeah" wasn't it obvious? I wanted to say it but I knew that would be a little too rude.
He stared at me again and I found myself staring back, waiting for him to say something. He didn't.
"So are you starting at the school here?" The pixie asked me.
Crap, what was her name again? "Yeah, I guess." Dragging my eyes from Edward to her.
"She's meant to start on Monday." Charlie answered for me.
"Maybe you could show her around Alice?" Esme suggested.
"Of course. I'd love too. Do you like shopping Bella?"
"Not really" I said fidgety. She seemed nice enough but I wasn't convinced I would be able to handle her perkiness. She frowned at my answer. I noticed how Charlie and Carlisle slowly moved behind me as if to have a private conversation. I couldn't help the curiosity that took over then. They were obviously waiting for me to make some kind of conversation before they would start there's so I wouldn't hear. "I'm guessing you do?" I asked Alice. Right on cue they begun. Alice started talking about how much she loved shopping but I phased her out so I could concentrate on the conversation going on behind me.
"This is the most she's talked since… I'm worried Carlisle."
"Is she on any medication?" Dr Cullen asked. I noticed the expectant look from Alice so I nodded a yes hoping it answered her and it did, so she continued.
Charlie ran through the long list of useless drugs. "But nothing seems to be helping, she hasn't even cried. That's not normal right?"
"Hmmm…" Was Carlisle's short response. I noticed Edward looking at me then and a slight smirk playing on his lips. He had caught me not listening to Alice. I tried to pay attention to her now.
"… store in Port Angeles, I'm sure you'd find loads"
"Sure Alice, whatever you think is best." I answered trying to sound as if I cared or new what the hell she was on about. I didn't fool Edward as he raised his eyebrow at me, I looked away and bit my bottom lip. For the first time since the day my world crashed down around me, I found myself fighting a smile.
I noticed Charlie catching the almost smile and he looked from me to Alice before shaking his head gently and looking at Edward, who was also trying to fight a smile although the twitches at the corner of his lips gave him away. I'd have to watch out for Charlie. He seemed to be more observant than Renee was, then again he was a police officer. Just thinking of her ended the smile and I found the empty pain returning to my chest. As I looked down I wrapped my arms tighter around my body as if it would help me keep the pain locked inside or stop my body from falling apart. I heard Charlie sigh next to me and I could suddenly feel eight pairs of eyes trained on me. Great.
I allowed myself to look up into the golden eyes of Edward who was now looking at me with the most breathtaking painful expression I had ever seen. From what I had seen in the mirror over the last couple of days, his expression seemed to mimic my own only his was still beautiful around it whereas I looked like the walking dead. I felt my breath hitch as I watched his hand lift slightly as if he was going to pull me into an embrace and then drop back to his side balled up. He must have thought better of it.
There had been a conversation going on around me but I had managed to completely block it out, it was something I was becoming ever so good at.
"Well, we better head off" I heard Charlie say as I still kept my eyes buried into Edwards deep golden ones. There was something so particular about the feeling I could fell taking over me. It was numbness but it also made me want to hold him, to touch him. That small spark of energy that had passed between us seemed to ignite some deeply buried emotion that was now trying to claw its way to the surface.
"Yeah" I said not even moving my eyes to look at Charlie. My mind was spinning, I felt almost dazed as I looked upon him.
"I'll pop by later Bella, I just want to have a chat." Carlisle said from the side of me. I had a feeling I would be seeing more of Carlisle before the weekend was over. I managed to flutter my eyes from Edwards to look at his father.
"Oh okay" I nodded at him before looking back to the ground.
"Thanks Carlisle" I heard Charlie voice but didn't turn to see his expression. "I'll see you all around" Charlie said a moment later. Of course being the police chief he had certain phases to make you scared or aware of him but I had never heard this exact authority tone that he used to the others. Almost a warning. His voice changed then, dropping to his normal tone. "Lovely to see you again Mrs Cullen." I felt his hand on my shoulder as he gently nudged me to go.
"Oh…" I said turning to look at him. "Oh right. Yeah. Erm. Nice to meet you all." I said flashing my eyes to each of there perfect faces. There was something about it that didn't make sense and I found myself pondering that as I walked away without looking at Edward.
We were quiet as we shopped, or as Charlie shopped to be more specific. The car journey home was just as quiet as the ride to Forks had been and it wasn't until we pulled up outside that I allowed myself to ask the one question that I couldn't seem to make sense of.
"Cha…Dad, you know the Cullen's, are they all related?"
"Why do you ask?" So this is where I got it from. I had always been far too inquisitive for my own good.
"Well Carlisle said this is my family but Alice introduced Jasper as her boyfriend and Rosalie did the same with Emmett." Charlie nodded, clearly understanding my confusion.
"Carlisle and Esme adopted Edward, he's there nephew or something. Then they adopted Emmett and then Alice. A few years later Alice and Emmett started dating Jasper and Rosalie or the Hale twins as they are known as, and Esme couldn't bare to break them up when they moved so her and Carlisle fostered them. It is a confusing situation. I was certain when I had heard about all those kids from the system that they were going to be trouble but if anything they are the angels of the community. I've never had to even glare at them, they get straight A's and they do a lot of family stuff together. And yet you should hear what the people of this community say about them" he began tutting to himself as he started unloading the boxes.
"What do they say?" My curiosity was flaring now.
"Oh that they are strange, outsiders… you know the usual small minded things. That they are all about money and that's only the tip of the jealousy. I'm sure you noticed they aren't exactly an ugly bunch" I huffed and widened my eyes.
"Not hard to miss"
"Well, you can imagine then how the local girls treat those poor girls. Like pariahs. And the boys, the girls threw themselves at them when they first moved here and because the three lads didn't… well you know…" he gulped "those boys have been labeled ever since. They're either too snobby or gay. Its all ridiculous. You think the people of this town would be happy, Dr Cullen is a wonderful man and fantastic doctor. I've seen him work miracles. He could be living in some big city making five times what he does here but Esme always wanted to live in a small town. She wants her kids to grow up somewhere safe." Charlie huffed and sighed as he carried a box inside. As I picked up a lighter one, I let my mind wonder all the information I had just learned. Hmm. They seemed like the perfect family but something didn't sit right with the whole thing. They all looked different but yet somehow all the same. They all had that strange rare golden eye color - I had definitely never seen it before - and that same tone of pale skin, I thought I was pale but even I had a bit of a tan next to them. Hmm.
I had been so caught up in my thoughts I had even noticed I was standing in my new room with Charlie staring at me. "What?" I asked, knowing he was after saying something.
"What do you think?"
"Its…" I looked around. It was smaller than my last room but it did hold some character at least. The walls weren't pink which was a good thing and the teal really was fitting for how I felt. Hmm. "It's cool"
"I found some of your art and put it up" I couldn't help glaring at the pictures.
"Dad I was three."
"Yep but for a three year old you sure were talented." He smiled as he left the room jogging down the stairs to the remaining boxes.
It didn't take long to get everything into the new room and Charlie took some of Renee's and Phil's things to put up the attic. There were things I wanted to keep but I didn't want to keep out and the attic seemed like the safest place in this small house.
For the first time since, I was actually alone now. Alone. I found myself fidgeting before I finally decided to move the wicker chair in front of the window and look out. There was something about looking out a window I found calming and within minutes I seemed to almost freeze into a perfect statue.
I watched as the rain got heavier, as the wind picked up. I watched as the last rays of light managed to fight the clouds before the whole forest behind the house was in darkness. I heard a knock on the door downstairs, followed by low talking but I pushed it to the back of mind and continued to stare aimlessly out the window.
What seemed like a while later I heard Charlie say my name but it was in the distance, so I decided to ignore it. Then there was a knock but I just couldn't seem to snap out of my gaze to turn and see. I felt a cold hand touch my shoulder and then another voice said my name. The musical voice ripped me from my internal thoughts as I snapped out of my gaze. My heart started beating thunderously as I turned and looked into the eyes of the bronze haired angel from earlier. My hand flew to my chest as I tried to steady my breathing, I truly did feel like someone had just scared the crap out of me.
"Oh… Shit." I let out before throwing my hand to cup my mouth. Edward smiled a crooked grin that only made it harder to breath. "Sorry… I… I err… didn't hear you… crap" I said between gasps.
"Yeah you seemed pretty out of it" He said as he moved his hand to my face to move a piece of hair out of the way. Was he trying to stop my heart from beating? "Are you okay?"
"Ask me again in ten minutes once my heart calms down" he laughed at my response and the sound was like musical bells ringing the most perfect tune.
"Sorry Bells, we've been calling you for awhile." I turned to see Charlie standing at the door with Dr Cullen. Dr Cullen looked so worried as he took in my expression.
"Dr Cullen" I said as I bounced off the seat to face him "Hi" I said but it just sounded completely awkward.
"Hello Bella, I hope its okay that I brought Edward?" he gestured to his son who was staring at me again making me feel dizzy.
"Sure"
"Edward wants to be a doctor so I'm helping him with his studies. He can go if you like?" I thought about that for a second but somehow the idea of Edward leaving was painful to me. Why? How? I hardly knew him and when I was around him, its not like I could think straight.
"No" I said a little to quickly. "He can stay" I tried to smooth it out but judging by the smirk on Edwards lips I knew he had caught me out once again. Damn.
I turned the chair before I went over and sat on the edge of the bed, I gestured Carlisle towards the chair hoping that this would be over quickly. Edward stood to the left of my double bed and I looked up to see him glancing around the room. To Charlie it would look as if he was looking for another chair but I saw the way his eyes roamed over my books and dvd's. He was doing a little investigation. I watched as his eyes kept slipping back to the book on the bedside table. My friend Lisa from Phoenix had been raving about these 'Vampire Diaries' books and for my birthday she decided to buy me the collection. On the journey to forks I had grabbed one as my prop in the car to keep Charlie happy. Every time he looked at it his expression shifted to irritation and I wondered why that was.
"So… what do you want to talk about?" I asked Carlisle as he studied me, although I noticed his eyes flicker to Edward.
I looked up to his face as he stared longer at the book this time. I patted the bed next to me. "You can sit you know. I don't bite" I said trying to make a joke about vampires. His head snapped to mine and he almost looked panicked as he tried to read my expression. Eventually he shrugged and sat down.
I was beginning to wonder if there was something wrong with him… he seemed a little odd.
"Your father gave me the list of medication that was prescribed." Oh great. I should have sent Edward home. What the heck was I thinking.
"Okay…"
"I wanted to ask you about them?" I raised my eyebrows as if asking him to continue. "You were put on anti-depressants… do you think they helped?"
"I'm not depressed… just sad… I'll get over it" I shrugged. Thankfully Charlie was a lot like me and found this conversation far too embarrassing and so he had quietly turned and made his way down the stairs.
"Have you been taking them?" His eyes narrowed. Crap. I had been caught.
"If I say no, am I in trouble." I asked, cringing from what I expected to come next.
"No. I think it was the wrong move to put you on anti-depressants. A person should only be given them if they fail to make some improvements after a long period. Everyone should be allowed to grieve." He smiled at me.
"Oh well, erm… then no" I bit my bottom lip.
"Okay how about the sleeping pills?"
"I took a couple. They didn't work so I stopped."
"They didn't work?" he inquired. It was amazing how easy it was to speak to Dr Cullen even with Edward sitting next to me. They were complete strangers so why did I suddenly feel as if this is where I belonged. It really was mind boggling.
"Nope, mainly made me feel sick"
"Yes, that's a side effect. Hmm. Have you taken any of the medication Bella?" He had clearly worked out why nothing had seemed to improve my state of mind.
I couldn't speak. I didn't know what to say so I just shook a no. I waited for the usual tutting and then the lecture about how the doctors prescribe these to help etc… but he just nodded and smiled up at me.
"Your not going to lecture me?" I asked, raised eyebrows.
"Nope. Your not a child Bella, if you didn't think you needed them or that they were working there was no reason for you to take them. I've seen doctors throw pills towards people in your situation before and I have to admit I've never seen it help." He leaned in closer then. "Sometime you just have to heal" he stood up then and nodded his head to Edward. "I'm going to go talk to your dad. It would be better if I did this alone. Can he…"
I cut him off. "Sure".
"Goodnight Bella" Carlisle said as he walked out. I turned to look at Edward.
"A doctor huh?" he smiled that same crooked grin as he looked down to his feet.
"I see what Carlisle does and I want to help people"
"Fair enough" I copied his position, knotting my fingers together in my lap before I let my mouth speak without my brains permission. "So you must think I'm a complete nut case right? I mean I get it… I kinda…"
Before I could finish my sentence he was kneeling down in front of me, his hands surrounding mine, his thumbs began rubbing small circles into them. "Not at all." My eyes met his eyes then and I couldn't seem to drag them away. "I know what its like Bella, to lose your family. I lost mine as well." His voice was so sincere that it caught me off guard.
"I'm sorry… I …" he just shrugged.
"It was a very long time ago but I still miss them." His velvet voice was so soft and quiet, yet filled with so much emotion. "Its different now, when I think of them its not always sad. I remember the good times, the happier memories and in that I find my peace."
I could hear my breath shaking and I was trying desperately to hold on to it.
"It gets better Bella" He removed one hand and lifted it to my face, wiping something from my cheek.
"Promise?" I said as I finally realized that everything was starting to blur. I felt the rush of emotions hit me hard as I looked into the deep pools of gold that held so much pain. I felt the streaks of tears run down my face as the burning in my eyes was finally soothed.
"Oh Bella." He sighed sadly as he leaned up, wrapping me in a tight embrace and pulling me onto his lap on the floor. "I promise" he whispered into my ear as he gently rocked me.
I let the sobbing take over me as I felt it wrecking my chest. I was certain I wasn't being quiet but I couldn't seem to care. I tightened my grip on Edward and he did the same in return. I felt him gently stroking my hair as he rocked me and leaned his cheek against my forehead. Even through the sobbing I heard the footsteps come running up the stairs. I could just make out Charlie standing in the doorway looking down at me in Edward's arms and I couldn't imagine what he must be thinking but in this moment I truly didn't care what anyone thought.
"She's okay Chief Swan" Edward spoke softly as he continued to rub my back. He really was an angel.
"Edward the floor probably isn't very comfortable" Carlisle spoke softly as Charlie turned to look at him and then back at me. I could feel Edward move his head but he didn't say anything so I had no idea what was going on. I watched as Charlie debated something before nodding a yes at Edward.
His arms moved from their original position and before I knew it I was in the air and he was carrying me. I had this awful thought that he was going to put me down and go and that only made the tears come faster and harder, I forced my hand to tighten on him. I didn't want my angel to go. Right now I needed him even if I had no idea why.
"I'm not going anywhere" he whispered really quietly into my ear, I was certain that he had done that on purpose so that Charlie didn't hear. Carlisle had pulled back the covers and Edward scooted over so that he was sitting in my bed leaning against the headboard with me wrapped tightly in his arms. Charlie walked over then and I was waiting for him to be a normal father and hunt this strange boy from his daughters bed but he didn't.
"She looks cold" He spoke as he lift the covers over the two of us and tucked it tightly around us. "She might be thirsty" he said as he walked from the room.
Carlisle just smiled down at the two of us before heading over to the window and pulling the purple thick curtains shut. Charlie came in then and hurried to my side with a tall glass of water and some tissues. Two things Charlie couldn't handle; hugs and tears. He never could and it seemed like he never would. He looked over at Carlisle and the two of them left the room then as the spoke at a whispered level.
I allowed myself to get completely lost in Edward scent then. I had never smelt anything like it before, it was icy and yet very sweet. The strangest mix but it intoxicated me and I couldn't wait to get more. I noticed I wasn't the only one inhaling then as I felt him lower his head into my hair and take a deep sniff. Oh crap! Did I smell bad? When was the last time I washed my hair? I pulled my hand up to wipe my face and I tried to inconspicuously smell a strand of hair. It felt clean and I could only smell strawberries so I went on faith that it smelt okay.
Of course once I had moved my hand he had slightly pulled back to look at me, I was sure he had seen me smell my hair, he had noticed everything else so far today. His hand cupped my cheek as he gently stroked under my eye with his thumb. He didn't say anything he just sat there staring at me, as I stared at him.
Charlie peeked his head around the door then and I heard him sigh as he heard that I was still crying. I wasn't sure how long I had been crying for but I was sure it wasn't a short time.
The tears continued to come and go, it was as if I was on a timer and every time I hit the minute mark the sobs turned to hysterics and back again. Every time the hysterics hit I felt Edwards arms tighten around me as he buried my face beneath his chin and continued to rock me.
Charlie continued to check on me a few more times, sometimes he spoke to Edward. "Should I get her anything? Do you want anything?" I knew he was warring with himself over letting a strange boy hold me in my bed vs. this strange boy had some how helped me make progress and I seemed to want him there more than anything else right now. I was certain Charlie's liking for the Cullen's and the perfect records Edward held was also included in the conclusion.
After what felt like eternity, my eyes finally began to get heavy and the sobs seemed to becoming to an end as if I had no more tears to cry. He dropped his forehead against mine as my tears slowed and my breath jerked. He slid slightly so that he was nearly lying down which meant that I was completely lying down and pulled me tightly against his body as he encircled me into his arms. He stroked the side of my face as we lay staring into each others as he began humming a very low melody. It was the most beautiful tune I had ever heard and his beautiful musical voice only done it wonders. I felt my eyes fluttering shut but there was a part of me that was trying to force them to stay open, I didn't want to lose him yet.
As I heard Charlie entering the room, I let out the last few sobs, scared that he would send Edward away.
"Should I turn off the light?" Charlie whispered to Edward. What the heck was happening? I had imagined things to be much more strict with Charlie.
"If that's okay with you sir?" Edward spoke softly back.
"I'll be just down the hall, I'll come and check often so no funny…" That same authority tone rang throughout his words.
Edward cut him off "Wouldn't dream of it sir." There was that sincerity again woven throughout Edwards voice, it wasn't possible to doubt him.
"Okay then, Goodnight" the light flipped off then and I found myself in the darkness with the only light coming from the hallway.
After a moment, I felt Edward shift slightly so that he was actually lying down now and he pulled me tighter to him as he started humming the tune again. Letting his fingers play idly on my arm. My breathing was hitching and the wracking on my chest had calmed down but I still couldn't seem to completely stop, even when my eyelids had closed and my mind was starting to give up on me.
"Sleep now my Bella, I'll still be here tomorrow." I found myself playing over his words as I finally let unconsciousness take me.
My Bella…
Still be here tomorrow…
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