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~ Chapter 2 ~

July 14th - Deeper Than I Thought.


I was in the middle of a frightening nightmare when I felt something soft cupping my face, someone calling my name.

The voice swam into focus as I woke up.

"Bella…? You're alright, shh," The husky voice of Edward crooned softly. I whimpered as the nightmare faded, Edward's voice and gentle caresses washing it out of my mind.

"I'm sorry, don't…don't be angry," I sniffled, not willing to open my eyes and see the disgust on his beautiful face.

"How could I be angry with you? You look so frightened," He murmured with worry. I peeled back my eyelids to be met with Edward's green eyes, swirling with sorrow.

"I'm sorry for waking you," I whispered, blushing at the thought of how silly I must have looked, shrieking and thrashing.

Edward shook his head, his hair shaking softly. "Not at all - you were screaming and it worried me," He said sullenly, still looking at me with worry. "What were you dreaming about?"

"I…my ex boyfriend," I mumbled, not seeing the point of lying to him. The dream had consisted of Jacob coming back from the dead to hurt me all over again. It hadn't been a whole, happy relationship.

In the time I had been with him, he had sucked the life and soul out of me and I knew that without Rose and Alice's help, I would still be in a state of depression.

"What happened?" Edward broke me out of my thoughts. "Don't cry," He whispered, bringing his thumbs up to my cheeks and swiping the tears that had fallen away. "You don't have to tell me, it was nosy to ask," He muttered with a laugh, trying to get me to smile.

I swallowed a few times and sighed. Edward took my hand into his and soothed my knuckles with his rough fingers.

"Just tell me when you're ready - it doesn't have to be today, you can tell me in the future," He smiled that smile that made me melt and my heart thumped wildly.

In the future? Did he want to know me outside of the festival?

"I…will I know you in the future?" I asked boldly, a small smile spreading across my face.

"Oh I'm pretty certain you will. I'm quite infatuated with you Miss…?"

"Swan," I finished for him as he smirked down at me, propping himself up on his elbow.

"Well Miss Swan, you are in for a pursuit and that's not something I often do," He smiled, still holding my hand. I blushed and looked away, gazing at the little window hidden behind two red velvet curtains beside the bed.

There was no light coming through so I guessed it was early morning.

"What are you going to do today?" Edward asked, gently pulling my chin back over to look at him. I smiled at the contact of his skin against mine.

"Maybe have a chat to Rose and Alice about last night and then introduce them to you?" I gave him a reassuring look as he grimaced a little.

"I promise they will love you - I know they will," I whispered comfortingly. He squeezed my hand and wrapped his other arm around my waist.

"Thank you Bella - for everything," He murmured into my hair. I looked up at him, frowning.

"What do you mean?"

"You have given me a reason to smile again," He grinned triumphantly. "Don't get me wrong, I love having Emily and Forky but…I need human company and you are just perfect," He told me sincerely, gazing into my eyes and making me lose track of my thoughts.

He truly liked me? Oh I hope it was true!

I so badly wanted to be his friend, to comfort him and get to know the man underneath his strong, protective exterior.

"I…I'm glad that I came to know you," I smiled at the memory of spying Forky for the first time sitting at the burger stand. Edward sat up to turn on an oil lamp that hung over his bed and laid back down beside me, his auburn hair glowing in the soft yellow light.

It was so peaceful and quiet in the small bed with Emily purring between us. I scratched her ears lightly and she stirred, stretching a little. Edward smiled and ran his hand over her back, Emily shivering with delight. It was clear this little lady liked Edward as much as I did.

"Do you want to talk about your nightmare?" Edward asked softly, reaching up to stroke my hair reverently and causing me to shiver. Images of blood and swinging fists came into my vision and I teared up.

"I…don't know where to start… it was so scary," I whispered. Edward cupped my cheek and continued to stroke my hair comfortingly.

"Take your time, I'm right here," He cooed into my ear soothingly as I bit my lip "We have all the time in the world and it will help to talk about it," He stroked my cheek with his thumb and I leaned into his touch.

He entwined his legs with mine and pulled me closer, pulling the blanket tighter around our bodies, creating a safety net for me to snuggle into. I thought it over before slumping in defeat. This man controlled my every movement now.

"I was dreaming about my ex - Jacob. He's been dead about a year now and…I don't miss him," I blurted out quickly. Edward frowned.

"What happened to him?" He asked.

"Car crash," I mumbled darkly, "He was drunk and thought he could street race in that sort of state. His body was found in the early hours just outside Port Angeles," I muttered quietly, my fists clenching in anger. "I'm glad he's no longer here - he didn't deserve to live," I spat out.

Edward looked shocked.

"Hey, calm down," He murmured, looking slightly uneasy.

"Sorry," I sighed fiddling with my hands, "I just…things didn't work out between us and…" I trailed off, not knowing how to tell him about the beatings, the abuse, the belittling. I didn't know if he would want to hear about that.

"Bella," He pulled my face up to look at him. "Something about this guy has obviously made you upset. You wouldn't be this angry about him if it was only the relationship that didn't work out," He pointed out sternly.

I gulped. "Tell me what happened or so help me I will tickle you again," He warned me with a slight smirk, but I knew he was serious.

I didn't need telling twice.

I broke down."He…he hurt me," I said in a small, broken voice, fighting back the tears that were threatening to spill over. Edward's grip on my hand tightened.

"He hit me so bad sometimes that I thought I would pass out and never wake up," My voice trembled as I went on, Edward holding me tightly. "Jacob started out sweet but he soon turned bitter. He began drinking more and more and that tipped him off the scale of angry sometimes," I gulped, remembering when Jacob lashed out at me that first time after a long night of downing beer after beer.

"His temper grew, even when he wasn't drinking. He became full on violent, blaming me for everything that went wrong, beating me whenever he got the chance," Tears trailed down my face and Edward stiffened.

I knew he didn't want to hear my sad, pathetic story but I went on anyway, needing to get this out.

"A few months went by and I didn't tell anyone, not even Alice and Rose. Things got worse and people began to notice the bruises and scratches, they began to ask questions but I always brushed them off. I tried covering the marks with make-up like Jacob commanded, but Rose has the eyes of a hawk," I smiled weakly and wiped my tears.

"Rose confronted Jacob one night and I later got the worst beating of my life. He left me for dead in our apartment and walked out, taking my truck with him. I laid there for hours, scared to move. My leg was broken and several of my ribs had cracked from Jacob throwing me into a side unit," I shuddered at the memory of lying in a pool of my own blood, scared senseless and afraid I would die.

The flat had been dark and I couldn't reach the phone.

"Alice found me later that day. I was still on the floor covered in blood. I remember she screamed and called Rose, then the ambulance," I winced, looking down at Emily who was staring at me with a cute, worried expression.

"I was in hospital for about two months in recovery. I went through three months of depression after that when I got out. Alice later demanded I get therapy and so I went to counselling for abused women. If it wasn't for Alice and Rose, I would still be in that dark place, and probably dead. I considered suicide a few times," I whispered, Edward's thumbs swiping away my salty tears that were dripping down my face and onto the duvet.

"When I found out Jacob had been found dead in a ditch just outside Port Angeles, I felt…relieved. I know that sounds horrible, but I felt free for the first time in a long time. I felt as though I could move on and meet someone else who would treat me better," I sobbed, clutching onto Edward's waist for dear life and collapsing against him.

He soothed me gently, humming in my ear and rocking me in his arms. My sobs ebbed away slowly and I sniffled pitifully. Edward handed me a soft tissue and helped me to mop up my face that was blotched with tears and snot.

"I'm…I'm sorr-"

"Don't! Don't ever apologise to me Bella Swan," Edward commanded, holding up one finger. I hiccupped and shrank into myself. "Hey, it's okay, I'm not angry at you," He reassured me "But I am furious at how that bastard treated you," He growled out suddenly. He did look furious. His hair was a bronze array of sex hair, his green eyes darkened to a mottled mossy green. They blazed with anger and I swallowed audibly.

"How dare he hurt such a sweet creature? He must have been some sort of low-life scum to break you like that," His chest heaved with anger and I looked up into his eyes, swimming in his vast green pools.

"I will never, ever let you get hurt like that again. It sounds as though you have been through Hell and then some," He murmured softly and rubbed circles on my lower back. "I'm so glad Alice found you - I might never have met you then," He smiled sadly. I returned it and rubbed the last of my tears away.

"Will you…still want to know me after the festival is finished? After all I've told you about myself?" I whispered.

"Honestly, I'm considering never letting you leave this bed. I never want you to get hurt again," He chuckled wryly and grasped my hips gently.

"Oh no…" I trailed off sarcastically, laughing a little.

"There's the smile I love," Edward grinned and touched my lips with the tips of his fingers.

"So...we will keep in contact?" I surmised hopefully. Edward laughed again and nodded enthusiastically.

"I never want you to leave," He told me sheepishly, a slight smirk twitching at his lips.

"What time is it?" I giggled as he tickled me lightly, tracing circles on my upper-arms. He turned to pick up his watch off the seat beside the bed.

"It's nearing four o'clock," He murmured, sighing as he flopped back down beside me. I smiled.

"Thank you for waking me up and…listening. I've never told anyone except Alice and Rose. I didn't even tell the counsellor," I explained. The counsellor had been a nosy, annoying bitch and didn't help one bit. Lauren was her name and I shuddered as I thought of her huge fake tits and fake face and fake everything.

"What about your parents?" Edward asked. "Didn't you tell them?"

"My Mom is in a mental asylum and my Dad died when I was three," I said wistfully, scratching my chin.

"I'm sorry," Edward caressed my cheek. I brought my hand up to touch his hand.

"Don't be. I don't remember my Dad so I can't miss him. My Mom never really liked me, not really. She has Schizophrenia and only listens to the voices in her head. She even has an imaginary boyfriend who is the only one she will talk to when I go to visit her," I sighed.

Renee never so much as glanced at me whenever I visited her in the Mental Hospital in Seattle. Still, she was my Mom and I loved her, even if she didn't love me.

"I want you to meet my Mom," Edward announced. "She would adore you. She always wanted a daughter, but became infertile after she had me," He smiled sadly and ran the tips of his long fingers over my neck and arms.

"You would want me to meet your Mom?" I asked, astonished.

"Certainly, I think we can call ourselves friends now, what with sharing a bed and what not," He grinned impishly and I rolled my eyes.

"Tell me more about your life," I snuggled further into his arms and he settled the blanket around us, tucking Emily near my neck so I could nuzzle her fur with my nose.

"Well, I was born in a small town called Forks," He started.

"I know that place; I was born there too!" I almost shouted with glee.

We were from the same town!

"My God, really? I've never met anyone else outside of Forks who was born there - usually people born in Forks, stay in Forks," He mused.

"Oh don't I know. I certainly didn't," I smiled, ecstatic. "Is that how you named Forky? After Forks?"

"No actually, it was just coincidence. He was called that when I bought him," He chuckled.

"Tell me about your time in Forks," I murmured.

"I was born there as my Mom and Dad had settled there for a few months so my Mom could rest whilst pregnant with me," He explained with a far off smile.

"How come I never saw you?" I asked.

"Maybe we were never near your house, we usually stayed in the abandoned fields just outside the town,"

"What about school?"

"I never went to school - my Father taught me everything from Maths, to English to Art," He chuckled proudly.

"Your Dad sounds like he did a great job, you are fantastic with words," I breathed, his scent numbing me.

"Hmmm," Edward pondered and grasped my hand again. "Anyway, my Mother brought me up too as best as she could wherever we went and kept me safe. She taught me how to mend clothes and how to wash, how to polish things and keep things in tact for many years," He remembered, obviously adoring of his Mother.

"I assumed I was like every other child. I had an education, a safe home, a mother and father, pets and friends. It was the perfect life to me, always has been," He smiled fondly, looking down at Emily.

"Did you stay with other Gypsy families?"

"Yes, we travelled with a cluster of them and my Mom and Dad still live in a small community just outside Port Angeles,"

Oh. My.

"I live there," I stated proudly, beaming at him.

"Really?"

"Yeah are we stalkers to each other or what?"

Edward laughed. "We sure are. We've been following each other around all this time and still never crossed paths," He chuckled.

"Such a shame," I mused.

"Well, I'm glad I've met you now," Edward said with a panty-dropping look.

"Tell me more," I pleaded, wanting to know about his life.

"Hmm…I grew up around other Gypsy children and didn't know much about 'City Kids'. None of us really were allowed, nor wanted to mingle with them. They didn't seem to like us much," He shrugged, but I saw the hurt in his eyes.

"I think you're amazing," I said with passion. I truly did.

"Thank you Bella, but others don't see me the way you do. They think I am a money thieving, low life," He sighed and leaned down to nuzzle my hair.

"Well, other people are idiots because you are the kindest, sweetest man I have ever come across and I am honoured that you let me stay the night," I cradled his stubbly jaw and giggled as it tickled my palms.

"I need to shave," He murmured, touching the hair on his jaw line.

"I think you look cute like this," I pouted. He laughed and shifted to sit us both up against the wooden headboard. Once we were settled he grinned down at me, radiating happiness.

"Well then, I shall keep it," He declared.

"Good, you look most handsome like this," I touched his stubble and he snickered.

"You know, I would have you here every day for the rest of my life," He sighed after a few minutes, holding me close to his side.

"Why?"

"So no one could ever hurt you again,"

I looked up at him to see his green eyes sorrowful once again.

"They won't," I promised.

"I know but…what you said earlier…it hurt me inside and…I just can't get my head around why that…that monster would want to lash out at you like that. It makes me so fucking angry," He snarled and clutched my hip.

"Ow," I whimpered.

"Shit! I'm…I'm sorry I…fuck," He uttered, wrenching his hand off me.

"No, no it's okay - you didn't mean it, not like he always did. He took pleasure in hurting me, you don't. I know that Edward," I soothed him, placing his arms back around me, missing the warmth of his body. He sighed heavily.

"I'm sorry, it won't happen again," He promised and I knew he spoke the truth.

"I know. I trust you Edward, with my life,"

His grin was back in place, but with a hint of sadness.

"Well then, shall I treat you to early morning breakfast in bed?"

"Oh yes!"

Edward moved off the bed and turned on a few more oil lamps, illuminating the cabin and then walked outside. I stroked Emily and she stood up on her little paws to accompany my strokes. She purred against my hand, sending vibrations along it.

"Good girl, good sweet girl," I cooed softly, lifting her up to kiss her head and she collapsed against my chest.

I squealed when the window beside the bed opened and a large head poked through. Emily didn't even shudder.

It was Forky!

He stuck his head through the gap and nibbled at my arm as I caught my breath. I moved the curtains aside to allow his head further in and saw Edward outside on the grass, grinning ear to ear.

"You beast, you scared me!" I muttered as he doubled over laughing.

"You should have heard the scream you produced! Classic!" He guwaffed like a little boy who had just played a prank on his sister. I narrowed my eyes and huffed, turning my attention back to Forky who let me pat him.

"At least Forky is nice to me," I mumbled under my breath playfully.

"What was that?" I jumped as two long arms wrapped around me, pulling me close. How did he move so fast?!

Emily jumped off me and hopped onto Forky's neck as I giggled.

"Oh nothing," I sang. I turned to see Edward's narrowed eyes, glinting with mirth.

"Oh you are in so much trouble young lady," He scolded and pushed me down onto the mattress, his talented fingers working me into a fit of spasms from their ferocious tickling.

"Stop! Please! I'm…I'm sorry, please!" I squealed and writhed, clutching at air, trying to wiggle away. Forky decided to join in and began nibbling at my neck.

"No! Not you…too! Stop! Both of you!" I giggled, my stomach clenching.

"That's it Forky my boy, good boy, tickle Bella. She's such a bad girl," Edward encouraged with an evil grin.

"You…you traitor!" I yelled at Forky. Emily decided enough was enough. She pounced onto Edward's neck, pawing and nuzzling, tickling him for me.

Girl power!

Edward's fingers were removed from my skin as he clutched Emily, chuckling.

"You little monkey!" He exclaimed cradling her gently in his arms. I took this opportunity to sit up quickly and shuffle beside Forky, hiding behind his coal black mane that was hanging down beside his neck through the small window.

Edward placed Emily onto the seat and turned back to face me in all his half-naked glory. His perfect body flexed as he smirked.

"Hmmm what to do with such a naughty girl," He pondered with a malicious, playful grin and flexed his godly fingers again. I pretended to be scared and hid my face into Forky's neck, Forky shielding me with his head.

He whinnied in warning at Edward when he tried to come near me and I giggled.

"Forky, how could you! She's the bad guy here," Edward accused, looking like a little boy, pouting adorably. I couldn't resist. I came out from behind my shield and launched myself into Edward's arms, him catching me before I fell off the bed.

"Then take me away to the land of torture - I'm yours," I whispered seductively into his ear. His arms tightened around me.

"Oh are you now? Is this a trick? Are you and Forky ganging up on me?" He narrowed his eyes with a smile and I shook my head.

"Nope, do as you wish," I smirked and went limp in his arms.

"Well then, I shall feed you first then we'll see what I shall do with you," He mocked, grinning widely. He set me down beside Forky again and I patted his head that was hanging over the ledge of the window.

Edward went to the cupboard under the bed and produced two white porcelain bowls and a box of Cheerios. He brought out some milk from the small fridge beside the stove and found two metal spoons in one of the drawers in the small side chest next to the other seat on the other side of the cabin.

He poured the cereal and milk and handed me a spoon with the bowl. I dug in as Edward sat down on the seat next to the bed and followed my lead.

"Mmm thank you," I mumbled in between bites as I slurped the last of the milk out from the bottom of the bowl. Edward wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and smiled.

"It's nothing," He took my bowl from me and washed it along with his in a tiny sink hidden away in another corner.

"You have everything in here," I said with awe, leaning up on my elbows on the bed. He turned to me and shook his head.

"I get by," He murmured and came to sit on the bed with me again, running his hand through Forky's mane.

Forky nickered and whinnied happily when I produced a few dry Cheerios I had saved from my cereal. I glanced at Edward and offered them to Forky, my palm flat out.

Edward chuckled as Forky devoured the little nibbles and my hand. I rolled my eyes and offered the last one to Edward. I placed it near his lips and he parted them, taking the Cheerio into his mouth. I shivered as his lips wrapped around my fingers and I pulled them back unwillingly, blushing furiously.

"Mmm," He said slyly and pounced on me. I squealed and tried to move but Edward had me pinned before I could do anything.

"Bad girl," He tutted. "No escape now," He murmured and traced the shell of my ear with his finger. I writhed against him and felt his erection prominent against my thigh. I looked up at him with wide eyes and he softened.

"It's alright, your only punishment will be-" He brought his lips down on mine and kissed me softly in a brief caress before pulling back to look at me "A kiss." He finished.

I could barely breathe. My lips tingled with warmth as I breathed heavily.

"Was that…okay?" He question with a worried expression.

I nodded and closed my eyes.

"Amazing, actually," I sighed and wound my arms round his neck. He smiled boyishly before pressing his lips back to mine again.

"And this?" He mumbled against me.

"Yes."

He nibbled my bottom lip, trailing his tongue across the soft, swollen skin. I moaned a little and parted my lips, allowing his soft, velvet tongue to enter my mouth, caressing mine in a gentle way.

Nothing at all like Jacob.

Jacob's kisses - even when he was sane - were always harsh and demanding. Jacob's breath had always stank where as Edward's smelled of warm bread and his soft natural musk.

His lips were soft against mine, gentle and patient and I melted completely. We broke away after a few minutes, breathing hard and laughing softly.

"Thank you," I whispered, clutching the back of his neck and caressing the soft hair there, sliding my hands up to run them through his disarray of hair. So soft.

"Your most welcome my lady," He said with a smirk. We lay there for a few more minutes before Edward spoke up again.

"So…does this mean you will…be my girlfriend?" He asked quietly.

I froze. Me?

"I…if you want me to be then…yes, yes I will," I squeaked out in surprise.

"You will?" He perked up, his face lighting up like the sun in the sky.

"Of course…if you truly want me then…I'm yours," I murmured. He grinned and wound his arms around my waist possessively.

"Time to get up I think," Edward announced and handed me my bag to get ready.

"Where are we going?" I asked with a happy buoyant smile.

Edward was my boyfriend! Insert squeal here.

"You have some friends to introduce me to, I believe," He chuckled and cupped my cheek, placing another sweet kiss against my lips before going out the door to give me some privacy.

Half an hour later I was walking alongside Edward, hand in hand as we walked towards my tent. I peeked my head inside to see two lumps inside the sleeping bags and grinned.

"Wake up," I shook the lump that was Rose and it groaned.

"Go 'way Bella," She moaned grumpily and rolled over, away from me. Alice sat up groggily, her hair a mess.

"What is it Bella?" She asked, rubbing her eyes and blinking a few times.

"I've got someone here who wants to meet you," I said chirpily, reminiscing on the fact that I was now Edward's girlfriend.

"Oh fuck," Rose whispered and tried to sit up. "Bella, I'm…not decent," Rose tugged up the covers and blushed. I laughed.

"That's okay, do you want us to give you half an hour to get ready?" I asked, shifting to sit on my knees.

"That would be great - meet you by the burger stand in thirty minutes," Alice smiled lazily at me.

I crawled back out and stood up, brushing myself off. Edward gave me an adorable quizzical look.

"So…what did they say?"

"They need half an hour to get ready. They're completely hammered and…not clothed for company," I rolled my eyes.

"Hmmm sounds like they had an amusing night,"

"I guess, but my night was far better," I beamed and appraised my Gypsyman. He was dressed casually in a navy vest top and dark-wash jeans. His worn boots were covered in muck but he looked every inch the male-model.

Edward took my hand, "Shall we walk around a bit?"

"They said to meet us by the burger stand so I think we could walk round and be back in time for that,"

"Sounds good to me," Edward smiled, leading me forward. "Tell me more about yourself," He asked after a few minutes.

I then went off on a tangent about my life, telling him about where I went to school, my childhood friends, my old home in Forks and my job as a bookstore assistant in Port Angeles.

"I work with a girl called Angela, who is the owner, and another girl called Jessica, who keeps track of the stock. We're a mean team," I laugh as I watch the sun rise over behind the main stage, highlighting the bronze in Edward's hair.

"So, you like books?" Edward inquired, still holding my hand in his as we walked towards the sunset.

"I love them, I'll read anything, even the back of food packets," I admitted sheepishly.

"Hey, nothing wrong with that, I want to know the little details about you Bella," Edward squeezed my hands comfortingly and my heart did little flip-flops, turning to goo. Edward clearly owned my heart right now.

There was a little niggly feeling that this might just be a holiday fling, a bit of fun for him, but he seems so genuine.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"Nothing, just thinking,"

"About what?" He smirked.

I laughed and slapped his arm "About my Mother calling me Isabella when I was little and I was in trouble," I lied, chuckling.

"Isabella eh?" Edward mused amusingly. "I'll remember that one and save it for future evil tickle fights," Edward grinned menacingly.

"You evil brute," I joked.

"Hey, you love me for it,"

"Nah, I just enjoy your company," I smiled and swung our clasped hands like we were five year's old. Edward rolled his eyes fondly and joined in, swinging our hands along.

"Want to get a cookie?" My eyes lit up as I pointed to a tent selling homemade cookies and cakes. Edward laughed, his beautiful head shaking, his teeth gleaming.

"Alright," He chuckled. He pulled out a small wallet and pulled out a tenner.

"No! I'll pay," I said sternly, my hands on my hips, meaning business.

"No, Isabella I will pay," He smirked with finality as I huffed.

"Do not call me that,"

"Okay, but I'm still paying," He said softly, holding out the money. I sighed. He gave me his killer grin and I shut down.

"Fine," I sighed and took it from him. "But I'm paying you back," I warned, then fled towards the cookie tent before he could protest. I heard his disbelieving laughter behind me as I jogged away.

He was probably faster and more physically fit than me, but he didn't try to run after me. I went inside the sweet smelling tent, gingerbread and spice hitting my nostrils.

A little old woman who looked to be in her fifties was running the stall, her pink polka-dot pinny making her look every bit the cake baker. She smiled warmly at me as I entered. She had silvery grey hair styled into a neat perm, but didn't look that old. I hoped I could look as good as her when I got to that age.

Shut it Bella, you're only twenty-two for Christ's sakes.

There was a few other people milling about the cake stall, but apart from that it was empty for early morning.

"Can I help you dear?" The old woman asked gently in a silvery voice that matched her hair.

"Yes please, can I have two chocolate chip cookies please," Then I thought of Alice and Rose, "No, make that four please," I said with a sheepish smile. She laughed and produced a pair of tongs and a little paper bag.

"Hungry this morning?" She chuckled.

"Yeah, but my boyfriend and friends want some too," I rolled my eyes.

"Very good," She smiled. "Your boyfriend is a lucky man," She winked and I laughed. She wrapped the large cookies into some kitchen roll and placed them carefully in the bag, rolling up the top of the bag and handing them to me with a warm smile.

"That'll be two fifty dear," She said with a wink.

I handed her the tenner and she gave me my change. "Thanks," I smiled.

"How long are you here for?" She asked as I was about to turn away. I swivelled round again and grinned.

"Oh, only a few days," I said vaguely. She chuckled."You young ones," She tutted with a wrinkly grin of her own. "Been to watch the bands yet?" She smiled, pressing a few buttons on the cash register.

"Nah, I'm just here for the food," I chuckled and rubbed my tummy. She laughed heartily, her big chest bouncing with the movement.

"Good on you girl, some girls these days seem infatuated with diets and the like," She shook her head. "Stupid Hollywood nonsense," She rolled her startlingly blue eyes and I nodded in agreement.

"I eat what I want, where I want, however I want - I don't care if I have a few extra pounds," I shrugged. I liked my food. I wasn't super, anorexic-skinny, but I wasn't huge either. I was just…comfy.

Not like movie stars and what not. Just average and I preferred it that way.

I waved at the old lady one more time before moving towards the door.

Time stopped then, everything blurred.

Suddenly, I was hurled through the air and thrown into a large, steel pole. I heard an explosion near me and screams but blood was pouring down my face and I couldn't see. My hands felt numb and my side was throbbing, feeling torn apart.

More crashes erupted into the air and I began to hyperventilate, my breathing wheezy and haggard. I smelled smoke and knew then if I didn't move, I would die.

I got to my knees blindly, crying out in pain as my side protested and my hands tingled.

"Oh fuck," I whispered in pain. I brought my arm up to try and wipe the blood away from my face. I pulled my hand back and opened my eyes halfway.

The first thing I saw was a pool of blood. The next thing I saw was smoke and flames in front of me. I whimpered and backed up, banging into something hard. I pulled my t-shirt over my mouth and nose, trying to ignore the pain in my side and head.

I crawled single-handedly along the charred grass, looking for an escape route. All I could see was plumes of black smoke rising upwards, blocking my vision.

I needed to find Edward.

I stumbled on my knees through the black cloud, beginning to cough and sputter, hair sticking to my face.

"Help!" I croaked, another coughing fit taking over my ability to speak. I rubbed my eyes again, more blood pouring down into them.

I screamed hoarsely, frightened.

"Please! Help!" I shouted, my voice cracking so that no one could hear me. The smoke was filling up my lungs in the confined space of the tent. It had nowhere to go except fill up the tent like a balloon.

I gasped and wheezed, weakly scuffling across the floor, keeping as low as possible. Suddenly, all those fire drills in school seemed a whole lot more important.

Keep low in the floor.

Smoke rises.

Find an exit ASAP.

Stop, drop and roll.

I could hear the crackling of the flames nearby and began to move faster, wheezing.

Edward.

I concentrated on my Gypsy, he kept me going.

"Please, Edward!" I called out weakly.

I waited, crawling blindly away from the flames. I hoped and prayed he would save me somehow. Never had pain felt so bad. Not even Jacob's beatings.

My side throbbed and liquid kept trickling out of it. I moaned and dropped onto my stomach, unable to move anymore.

I didn't lie there one minute before I felt two strong arms wrap around me, pulling me gently and swiftly against a firm chest.

"You're safe now Bella, I'm gonna get you out of here," A soft voice hushed and I knew then I was safe.

Everything blacked out after that.


End Notes - Oh dear! Sorry for the cliffy. I had a lot of fun writing this chapter. I hope Edward got to Bella in time.

Anyone else think Emily and Forky were adorable? Oh, and Edward too! *giggle snort*

I'm also sorry that this chapter was shorter, but I wanted to get it up to you all before I go on holiday on Monday. I will be taking my laptop with me, but I knew some of you wanted an update ASAP.