CHAPTER FOUR
BPOV
I awoke with a splitting headache. It was horrible; I could hardly open my eyes. I barley remembered anything from yesterday, apart from Alice bringing me home from shopping just after lunch. God that meant I must have been asleep for almost seventeen hours, but I still felt terrible.
I walked slowly into my bathroom and tried to find some Tylenol, hoping that would ease the pain in my head. Almost as soon as I took it I felt much better. Just then my stomach rumbled, so I though I would go downstairs and get some toast or crackers to eat. As I walked slowly down the stairs, I could hear some banging in the kitchen. When I heard that I tensed up. Was there someone in my house? Why were they here? I crept slowly down the rest of the stairs and peeked into the kitchen only to see Edward stood next to the cooker trying, and failing, to make some French toast. I walked quietly up behind him and poked him lightly in the back. He jumped high in the air and turned around pan in hand.
"Oh, god you scared me." I giggled slightly at the look on his face. He looked so shocked it was comical. He smiled at me but that quickly turned into a frown and I wondered what cold make him change his mood so fast.
"Your ill, you be in bed." He told me in a stern voice.
"Well, I would like to know what you are doing in my house first?" I asked him. When I said that an embarrassed look came onto Edwards face. I had to admit he looked cute when he was nervous. I wasn't mad at him I was just curious.
"Well, when Alice said you were ill and couldn't make it on our date, I just wanted to come and help you. I mean you were home alone and you were ill, I mean what if you got sick in the night and no one was there to help you?" he mumbled nervously. I was touched by his attempt to help. He was being such a gentleman. I smiled up at him.
"Okay, well for starters you your failing miserably with your French toast, so would you like me to do it?" I asked him. I was really hungry and right now French toast actually sounded good.
"No, no I can do it, you're the sick one here, I should be helping you." He told me.
"So, sit down and I will do it." He said with a stern look on his face. I could almost laugh at his expression but I could tell he was deadly serious. I was happy he was here. It seemed so right that he was here when I awoke in the morning. I had the sudden urge to go up to him and wrap my arms around him while he cooked. To just breathe in his scent, run my hands through his wild hair, kiss his pouty pink lips. I was still lost in my fantasy when Edward placed a plate of French toast in front of me. I was about to pick up a piece and eat it when I felt the sudden urge to run for the bathroom and get rid of the little food I had in my stomach. I ran as fast as I could to the downstairs bathroom. I was heaving into the bowl of the toilet when I felt large cool hands pull my hair out of the way of the sick. When I was sure there was nothing else left to come of my very empty stomach I leaned back against the cool glass shower door. I though I was better when I woke up this morning, but apparently not.
"I'm sorry." I told him. I didn't want him to see that.
"You shouldn't be apologising for being sick, you couldn't help it. Now come on, lets get you to bed." He told me, but I didn't want to move it felt like my legs would just collapse underneath me. I groaned and laid down on the floor.
"Can't I just stay here?" I asked him, closing my eyes. He chuckled lightly at that and before I knew it his cool arms were coming up from under me and the floor disappeared. I groaned and rolled over so my face was buried in his chest, he smelt so good. I breathed in his sweet scent as he walked slowly up the stairs. He placed me on my bed and tucked me under the covers. I rolled over and went to sleep dreaming about Edward.
I awoke a few hours later toughly refreshed and feeling a lot better. I skipped into the bathroom to take a shower before I ran to get some toast and pick up Annie. While I was in the shower I remembered Edward. Was he still here? I would get dressed then check. I washed my hair with my strawberry scented shampoo, and used my strawberry body wash. I let the warm water fall down my back, relaxing my tense muscles, until the water ran cold. I stepped out the shower and dried my self and tried to squeeze as much water out of my hair as possible. I went back into my room and got dressed in some jeans and a t-shirt, then tied my hair up off my back so not to soak my t-shirt. I walked slowly down the stairs and called out Edwards name to see if he was still here. I couldn't find him so I went into the kitchen to get a glass of water and an apple. When I walked in I saw there was a note on the kitchen island.
Bella –
I had to go in to work. I put some leftovers in the fridge for you if you are hungry.
Love,
Edward xxx
I was touched by his note; but I decided against eating the leftovers, in case I got sick again. I had my water and apple and ran out to the car. I drove as fast as I could to get to Alice's. It was four o'clock so Annie would be home. I just wanted to go and get my daughter. I hadn't seen much of her this week. I made a promise to myself that I would not work at all this week apart from when she is asleep. I got my shoes out from the coat closet by the door. I ran to my car and drove as fast as the speed limit would allow to Alice's. When I got there I just walked straight threw the door and in to the kitchen knowing she would be in there.
"Hi Alice." I said to her. She had such a shocked look on her face, but I would be surprised to.
"I thought you were sick?" She told me, more of a question more than a statement.
"I was. Your brother just took very good care of me," I told her, with a smirk on my face. I heard a laugh at that, so I turned around to see Jasper sat next to her on the small kitchen island.
"Now, where is my little girl?" I asked the both of them, smiling. Alice smiled at me and told me she was in the living room playing.
"Hey baby girl." I said to her. I crouched down and gave her a big hug.
"Hello momma, are you feeling better?" she asked me in her sweet little voice.
"Yes I am sweet pea, now lets go get your stuff and go home. Mommas taken the next few weeks off work so me and you can just have some fun," I told her. She smiled at me; we haven't done a lot together recently. I took her upstairs and packed her stuff. We then went downstairs and said goodbye to Alice and Jasper, then went home and just watched movies all day, both of s snuggled up on the couch together.
