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Chapter Four
Bella's POV:
"Come on! That was such a bad call!" Charlie shouted at the TV. Yes, I was watching TV with my father and yes, I was watching a game. I think it was baseball but I really wasn't paying attention to the game all that much. I kept thinking about Jacob. Was he hurt? Was he really that upset that he couldn't talk to me? Why did he have to learn about the engagement this way? Why couldn't I have been able to tell him myself and break it to him easier? I felt myself starting to sulk. This was my fault. I hurt Jacob so much that he had to run away and be a wolf to escape the pain. I ran a hand through my hair and sat back.
"He was safe!" Charlie growled at the TV uselessly. Really, did he think the referee could hear him? I looked at the clock and saw it was close to ten. I only needed to wait five more minutes before Edward would be back. He was always back by ten when I went to bed. I tapped my foot on the carpeted floor trying to pay attention to who was at bat.
"I'm going to go to bed, dad." I said standing. He grunted in reply his eyes still locked on the screen. I rolled my eyes and went upstairs. I grabbed my pajamas and changed into them in the bathroom. I brushed my teeth quickly and then brushed my hair out. I tugged out the last knot and went to my room quickly.
I smiled seeing Edward lounging on my bed but he didn't greet me with his usual crooked smile. Tonight he was just staring at the opposite wall with a dark look on his face. He looked upset.
"Edward?" I asked softly. He looked over with his golden eyes and they didn't shimmer. His face softened at my apparent distress.
"Hello, love." He stated holding his arms out to me, "How was your day?" I walked over and crawled into bed settling into his arms. He held me tighter than usual.
"Boring." I said simply, "What's wrong?" He sighed and stroked my hair.
"Nothing's wrong. Why do you ask?"
"You seem upset. Did something happen?"
"No, love." His voice had a sense of finality to it so I shut my mouth. I placed my head on his chest and took his hand. He squeezed it gently and then set it down. I sat up and looked at him. His gold eyes burned into mine. He was hiding something.
"Edward."
"Yes?"
"What happened? You're tense and upset. Why can't you just tell me?"
"Bella, I don't want to talk about it."
I sighed and turned over so I wasn't looking at him. I was already upset about Jacob and now Edward was being distant. I did not want to deal with this. He sighed and shifted so that he could lie down next to me. He wrapped his arm around my waist and kissed my neck.
"I fed from a wolf."
I turned over and looked at him. His face was pained this time. "A werewolf?"
"No, Bella. I wouldn't do that. Don't be ridiculous. I fed from a regular wolf but I didn't…it didn't seem like a regular wolf to me…" He looked down like he was ashamed of himself. I didn't understand the look on his face.
"What do you mean?"
"When I looked at the wolf I saw Jacob Black."
I stared at him. He saw Jacob? As in, he thought of my best friend as a meal.
"You what!" I hissed, "Edward!" He put a hand to my cheek.
"Bella, its…it wasn't something I could have controlled. My instincts took over. I feel awful, Bells."
"Why would you even think like that? Jake's out there…God knows where because of me and you think of him as food."
"Bella."
I sighed heavily and tried to wrap my mind around this. My fiancée thought of my best friend as food.
"I feel awful about it. The idea makes me sick. I would never hurt Jacob because I know it would hurt you," he said taking my face in his hands, "I would never hurt him. Bella I know how much he means to you and I am in debt to him. He took care of you when I betrayed you. I would never hurt him, Bella. I swear to you." He looked at him. His golden eyes pleaded with me to believe him. I could tell how much this hurt him and I touched his face. He took my hand pressing it closer to his cheek. He put his nose to my wrist and inhaled. "I love you and I would never have hurt you or anyone you care about." He kissed my wrist lightly, "I sincerely apologize."
"Is it…the whole mortal enemy thing?"
He thought a moment looking my face over, "Part of it might be that. I don't know why, love."
"But you promise you don't hate Jacob."
"I swear I don't hate him."
"Then I forgive you."
His whole body relaxed and he kissed me. He kept my hands in his knowing I'd wrap myself around him if I had the chance. I settled with kissing his perfectly formed lips lightly. He smiled and kissed my forehead.
"Go to sleep."
I closed my eyes laying my head back down on his cold chest. He held me close to him as he stroked my hair. He hummed my lullaby and as much as I wanted to stay up, I couldn't. I fell into a deep sleep.
A/N: Chapter Four was written by my co-writer, Chelsie Kay. Hope you all enjoy it :)