So there was one review I read that said Edward would smell the blood right away and Alice would see Bella because Jacob left her.
This is true. But for this fanfic, to make it work, you'll just have to pretend that Alice is busy on a hunting trip with Jasper and Edward just thinks Bella smells extra good today (something like that).
I twidled my thumbs and looked down. I saw Edward stiffen out of the corner of my eye. My hands got cold and started to sweat in the palms.
"Bella...?" Edward started to ask.
My heart almost stopped completly. "Yes?" I squeaked after a moment.
"Nevermind." What was he thinking right now? Was he coming up with questions and answers? What would he do when he found out? I knew the answer already and didn't like it. I would never tell Edward. I would try my hardest to keep it from him.
The rest of the ride home back to my house was quiet. Edward's hands were clenched around the steering wheel tightly the whole time, his whole body was leaning away from me. As he parked into Charlie's driveway I reached for the door handle, cringing when the movement twisted my side I'd been wounded.
"Bella, are you okay?" Edward asked frantically.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. I'll see you later." I got out of the car quickly and half ran into my house. I went straight upstairs to my room. I flung my sweat shirt off and took my torn shirt I had under, with the dried blood stains, and threw it into the little trash can by my desk. I took an old perfume I had shoved in one of my drawers and sprayed the shirt, trying to hide the smell. I noticed I was shaking again. I didn't like having to keep secrets from Edward. But I had to to save Jacob.
I took a long shower. Where Jacob had scratched me hurt like hell as he soap slid down my body and into the wound. It stung badly.
When I got dressed and went back to my room, Edward was waiting on my bed, seeming perfectly at ease, except for the confused look on his face. I slid onto the bed next to him, ignorning the pain, and curled up against his cold stone body.
"What's with the perfume I spell?" he asked.
I tried to sound casual. "I know you don't like the smell of Jacob, so I sprayed the clothes I wore over there with perfume," I lied, shrugging.
Apparently he bought it. He chuckled. "That's very thoughtful of you. But I don't mind that much that you need to go spraying cheep orange perfume everywhere."
I played with the collar of his shirt in silence.
"So what did you do today at La Push?"
I stiffened. I wasn't that good a liar. "We...just talked. Catching up."
He was about to say something but was cut off by Charlie yelling, "Bella!" What could he want?
"I'll be back," I said, getting up. I was sort of thankful with whatever Charlie wanted with me.
Thank you for the reviews by the way! I really appreciate them.
The next chapter will be in Edward's perspective, just to let you know. I'll try to upload it tonight if I'm not too tired; school again tomorrow.
(And yes, these chapters are pretty short. Sorry about that.)