Carlisle ran through the forest for hours. He refused to give up, even after circling through the entire forest…five times.
Am I going insane…? I wouldn't be surprised.
Around nine pm he suddenly remembered Bella. He was supposed to get her food.
I wonder if she is still waiting for me…
He ran out of the forest and quickly walked to an open grocery store. He glided through the front door so gracefully everyone couldn't help but watch him in awe.
He paced through the aisles, wanting to leave as soon as possible. He didn't understand why he wanted to leave so badly, but he knew that he did.
He quickly grabbed everything in his way until he was satisfied with his load, and quickly paced to the counter.
When the lady looked at his angelic face she gasped, and her eyes widened in shock. She quickly scanned his items when she swiped his card. She felt the blood rush to her face and tried to remind herself to breath after that embarrassing random gasp.
She handed him his card. "Would... you l-like your…" she forgot the word…" receipt?" she remembered, saying the last word as quickly as possible as an attempt make up for the lost minute she had just spent staring at his deep black eyes. Of course that only made her more embarrassed, causing her face to heat up.
"Yes, please." Carlisle answered, unfazed by her odd behavior. He was already used to it, and would have to get even more used to it now that he was technically …single, or whatever they call male widows.
"He-here you go." She handed him a white paper.
"Thank you." He said as politely as he could manage. His politeness must have been convincing because she smiled a dazed smile and watch him all the way out of the grocery store.
When Carlisle got home Bella was sleeping, resting her head on Edward's lap.
"I hope she ate." Carlisle hoped silently.
"No." Edward thought.
Bella's stomach growled loudly. She woke up from the hunger.
"Hello Bella." Carlisle said kindly, hiding his guilt.
"Hello Carlisle." Replied Bella, only half awake.
"I, uh,
brought you food."
"Oh…uh…thank you."
"I apologize for delivering it so late."
"Oh, its ok. I, uh, wasn't that hungry anyway." Bella's stomach protested.
"The groceries are on the table. I would cook it for you, but I may end up intoxicating your system." Carlisle said trying to lighten up the mood, but he knew that he had failed horribly.
"Its ok." Bella assured him while slowly getting to her feet.
"Are you sure, I suppose I could try. If my kitchen is in danger of being burned due to your lack of sleep, I would gladly cook for you."
"Its ok, I wont burn you kitchen."
"Ok." Carlisle made his way to his empty room, while Bella made her way to the kitchen. Carlisle lied down on his soft light beige couch. He smoothed every wrinkle he could find on the couch as an attempt to pass time until he had to go to work tomorrow morning. How he wished that he could sheep. Then he could dream of her all the time. He smiled at the thought of being able to visit her every night, but that smile disappeared when he reminded himself that that was impossible.
"Why did I promise her that?" he asked himself.
He thought about Esme's last request.
"I mean I would be awfully upset if you didn't go on with your life…" she repeated in his mind. He grasped the look of concentration when she was trying to think of what to say. He couldn't think of one moment in his life that he didn't think she was the most gorgeous thing he had laid eyes on. Although Rosalie was a little prettier than her, he never thought so.
How am I supposed to live on without her? I go crazy just being away from her while I'm working. How am I supposed to last eternity without her?
His breathing was shaking so he stopped breathing, knowing that someone would hear him. His shoulders started shaking uncontrollably.
I can't…
