Even in sleep, I felt the presence of Edward. His cool touch on my cheek, forehead, arm, hand. He never left. Oh, how I love him. I cant begin to describe how much I need him, how much I love him, how much it would hurt if he left.
Heading home after being in the hospital for a week, I knew Alice and Jasper would be keeping an even closer eye on me. Of course, Edward would lead that little FBI game. The sky was grey and clouded over, as Edward drove behind Charlie's cruiser. Both cars parked in the driveway; Charlie was being very easy going about having Edward around. I guess, the story about Edward saving my life that I told him, worked very well. I stood up to walk to the house. The bandages were stiff; at least they only had to stay on for a week. The grass was cool and wet beneath my sneakers as I walked up to the door, which Charlie had already opened for me.
For the next couple of days, Edward came over after school with my homework. I didn't want to waste time doing homework when Edward was over and Charlie wasn't, but Edward made me do my work. Or he'd leave. Well, I guess you can guess what I did, I did the school work. It was dull, but at least HE would be there. Emmett came over to visit as well. Charlie didn't like that so much, because 'he is too scary' for his daughter to see. I then had to explain Emmett was like my long lost big brother that I never had and that he –like Charlie- would rather protect me than go fishing ( In Emmett's case, he'd rather protect me rather than sucking my blood.)
Finally, I can take off these stupid, ichy bandages. I am sitting on a stool looking in the bathroom mirror. The small bandage, once removed, reveal the damage. A red line ran down my face, from my hair line, down my cheek, to my jaw. Another piece of fabric removed revealed it to continue down my neck, and across my collar bone. The red gash then curved over my shoulder. I stripped off the last bandage-it covered my back. I turned slowly, afraid of what I might see next. A thicker deeper red line traced from my shoulder, down across my shoulder blade and turned in a crescent moon shape the length of my back until it came to my spine.
This was the first
time I show my scars. I was gapping, gasping for breath as I looked
at my reflection. This can't be me. It can't. Horror, pain, fear-
some emotions that crossed my face. What will happen? Will they go
away? My face….
What if Edward finds my scared body repulsive?
Tear stinged my eyes, dripped down my face. Charlie and Edward heard
my gasps and rushed upstairs. I slammed the door before they could
come in, I wanted to be alone. I leaned against the door.
'Knock knock' someone tapped on the door. Tears still came pouring from my eye.
"Go Away!!!" I said yelling.
"Please Bella, open the door. Let us in." it was Charlie.
"NO!!! Go Away!!" I heard a sigh, and foot steps walk away. I heard the TV downstairs turn on, and a game ball get hit over the fence. I slid to the ground, my hands covering my eyes. I stood to go to my room, after I through the bandages into the garbage. My crying slowed and now only tears remained on my cheek and my breath catch every once in awhile. I turned the knob, and walked across the hall with my head down. I was grabbed from behind and turned to face him.
"Let me go" I whispered. He wouldn't. "Edward, Let me go! Just Leave ME Alone!!" I pulled away from his grasp, backing away into my room, closing the door. I started to cry again. The pain on his face killed me. I heard whispers downstairs, and then the front door close. I suppose Edward left. I was alone. That was what I wanted, wasn't it. But now I felt terrible. I ached everywhere with loneliness. I crawled onto my bed, wrapping a blanket around me.
"Edward," I whispered. Immediately, my window opened, letting in the night's cool breeze. He was with me in a split of a second. He held me against his body and I pressed against him for comfort. I calmed down, and looked into his eyes. "I'm so sorry."
"You do not have to be sorry for anything"
"Yes I do. I hurt you by yelling at you."
"Bella," he said pushing my hair out of my face, "I should have expected that reaction. You have been through a terrible ordeal."
"No, I shouldn't have acted that way. Edward, you did nothing to me. I took all my emotions out on you. That wasn't fair. And I am sorry."
"You really shouldn't worry about it," I tried to speak, "but I'll accept your apologue."
"I love you," I said.
"I love you, Isabella" he breathed leaning in for a kiss. I hesitated.
"Do you?"
"What do you mean? Of course I do."
"Even…if I look this way?"
Yes, even if you look that way. You are the most beautiful-"he kissed the corner of my mouth, "the most intelligent;" he kissed my neck under my earlobe, "the most special person I know." He kissed my lips.
"Really?" I smiled.
"Mmhmm" he said kissing me again. That night, we laid in each others arms-he never left.
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