Chapter 2: A Wistful Sigh

EdwardxBeau; Worlds Collide!

After Dr. Cullen left, I noticed Edward getting particularly antsy. "Edward…" I start, not knowing how to continue that particular thought. What had almost happened with us wasn't normal. It wasn't right. I liked females. Edward smiled sadly and shook his head. "Beau, I'm going to go look for Bella some more." He took my hand in his and his eyes searched mine frantically. "I…" He seemed to struggle with the words. "I'll see you later. Please, don't… do anything or go anywhere. I'll be back." He stalked out of the room quickly.

I wish I could say that after he left I did something productive. I'd love to say I had a slew of visitors who were all thrilled to see me. But since the accident, I didn't have anyone. Charlie came later that evening, but I felt like it was just because he knew I was his son. It wasn't because he felt anything for me. He didn't really love me; he didn't know me. He just saw that Bella girls' face in mine and the similarities that we apparently had. After a while of not really having conversations, he left for home. He told me he'd be back after work the next day. Because I was healing rather slowly, it didn't appear I could just go home any time soon.

After Charlie left, I sat and thought about how no one was looking for me. Sure, the whole town was out looking for Bella. But these were similar to my people. But something weird was definitely going on. Dr. Cullen came in to check on me once before, at least he'd said so anyway, he went home for the night. He seemed really sincerely sorry for me, which made me feel awful.

Around eleven, after one of the nurses woke me up for some kind of pain medicine, I saw the third familiar face. He came in and sat down on the chair next to my bed. Things were just a bit hazy (it seemed my body wasn't exactly thrilled with the medicine) but he looked just as great as he did that morning. My heart accelerated and the heart monitor went crazy. Of course. I looked down, nervous. He smiled and looked at me. "That could be a problem" he said softly. I knew he was trying not to call attention to it, but I also knew if he hadn't wanted me to hear it, he wouldn't have said it so loud. I smile and bit my lip lightly.

His hand reaches out for mine and my heart monitor is making so much noise that a nurse comes to check on me. Because they don't actually know me, they just smile at Edward. "Don't work him up, dear." The older lady says, and he starts to pull his hand away. I grip it as tightly as I can, which I know won't hurt him even a little. He smirks and leaves his hand there, laughing a little bit. I shake my head and pretend to be mad, but it would be extremely hard to be mad holding his hand.

"Beau…" Edward said, glancing at me. "I'm sorry for almost kissing you today." He says, and I'm momentarily confused and sad. "I'm not." I say, and he smiles kindly. "I love Bella, Beau." That's not lost on me; I love Edythe. I slowly think the words out before I say them. "I know. I didn't mean to cross the line. I just… whatever this is, Edward, it's different. Other." I mutter before I can stop myself, saying "Stronger" under my breath. Of course Mr. Vampire would hear me. He nods quickly. "I feel that too, Beau." He says it so softly I wasn't sure I heard it or if it was the drugs. "Don't leave… me… tonight…" I say, my words slurring. However, I know he's understood me because he says "I won't, I promise." I shake my head. "Lay… next… tome…" I feel him lay down next to me and I snuggle into him. I'm not under any illusions; Edward isn't mine. But there's a connection and even though I know better, I'm nothing if not selfish. And either Edward is humoring me, feels sad for me, or he truly feels something too.

When I wake, he's not in the bed next to me. I sigh and roll over, smelling the bed. His scent is honestly even better than Edythe's. I hear someone clear their throat and look over, seeing Edward grinning. I sigh and smack my forehead lightly. That was so embarrassing. "That's entirely too cute, Beau." He says, his golden eyes looking into mine. I close the distance between our faces and kiss him softly, bracing myself for rejection.

He sighed but kissed me back, his lips getting harder against mine. I groan a little, wrapping my arm around his neck. He gently pushes me back, shaking his head. I knew it would come, but at least I got a kiss. He groans in frustration. "Bella would be so furious right now, and I'm sure Edythe would be too." I nod and look down.

It's frustrating to not know what to do, to be torn. And I'm moving along too fast for my own good, and I don't know how to stop it. This is like forces moving, unable to stop. An object in motion stays in motion. And boy was I in motion. I wondered if he could read my mind. I open my mouth to ask the question, and he nods. I gulp. I hadn't anticipated that. It seemed weird that he could when Edythe couldn't. I let my thoughts fall off there, and I look at Edward. He was just so… beautiful. It takes my breath away. What a mess.