Chapter Four
Click Click Silly Bella
Stephanie Meyer owns anything and everything having to do with the Twilight series and it's characters and I just thank her for allowing people like me to use the characters for different scenarios.
Bella POV
As I heard the door's lock engaged, my head was in place. Yes. Something was definitely wrong.
I laid there trying to wrap my brain around that click. Click. That's all it took to turn my world upside down. Did I miss something? I had definitely missed something. I couldn't keep up with all the different thoughts and emotions that were going through me right now. He knew something that I didn't. Alice had to have seen something. That's the only reason that he would be acting this way. I still didn't understand what had happened in the closet. Was what he knew something that scared him so much that he felt like he only had precious time left with me?
Even though there was some danger looming in the near future, Edward had always told me. Or at least Alice would have said something causing Edward to have to tell me soon after. I realized that I had to figure out what was going on. And I definitely needed to ask him what they hell happened in closet. I jumped out of bed, pulling the sheet with me, and went to the closet. Before I could go too deep into it, something caught my attention. I glanced to my left and finally looked at the aftermath of our closet redevious. The wall was severely dented in, I could tell where the first impact of my back was and where each thrust had crushed it more and more. I don't know why I felt so ashamed looking at that hole. But for some reason, looking at it reminded how wrong I felt things were. Something just wasn't right.
I quickly found the closest thing I could to a comfortable shirt and threw on another pair of jeans. It was a good things that Alice liked to shop. Because if she didn't like it, I wouldn't have a endless supply of jeans. I grabbed some shoes and slipped them on and grabbed a hair tie that was sitting on one of the shelves and swiftly pulled my hair up into a pony tail. I went back into the room and stood just outside the closet looking at everything around our room. I could hear the shower going in the bathroom, but I wondered if he was actually even in there. I went to my night stand and grabbed my phone, glancing to see if I had missed any calls or messages. Nothing was there. That's good. No news was good news right? Then something occured to me. I looked over to Edwards table and noticed his headphones connected to his iPod in a jumbled mess and next to the cords of his headphones was his cell phone.
I didn't really know what I wanted to do. And I don't know why I was wanting to look at his phone. Part of me wanted to respect what little privacy he had and let it go. Part of me wanted to rush over there like the irrational wife I felt like I was being and look through his phone. Finally deciding to give in to my irrational side, I gracefully danced over to the table and yanked his phone into my hands. Quickly stopping to look towards the bathroom, I listened to see if anything had changed. Nope. I quickly opened his phone and noticed it wasn't on. Why would he turn his phone off? I held down the power button for a couple of seconds and let it go, watching as his phone came to life. Allowing a quick listen and glance to the bathroom, I went on. Once the phone had fully booted up, something caught in my throat and I felt something clench in my stomach. A code. He put a code on his phone. He's never done that. Granted I'd never gone through his phone, but I also noticed that he never had a code on his phone. He never had anything to hide that was so bad that he would have to lock his phone.
Frustrated, I snapped the phone shut and placed it quietly back in the same spot as where I had gotten it. I heard the shower water stop, and in a split second decision, I decided to wait for him and ask him what happened last night. So I sat down at the foot of the bed and watched as the door unlocked. Click. Edward came out with nothing but a towel wrapped tightly around his waist. With another towel, he was lazily drying his hair as he walked up and kissed me on the forehead, then walked past me to go to the closet. I looked over my shoulder at him as he entered the closet. It was the tiniest of movements, but I saw him flinch and somewhat coil into himself when he saw the hole in the wall. That settled it right there. I had to talk to him.
I all but flew into the closet, slightly catching Edward off guard as I approached him. "We need to talk." I stated authoritivly. I looked at him with my hands on my hips. I hadn't realized I was even doing it until Edward had glanced down before he spoke. I quickly put my hands at my side and leaned against the door frame.
"I'm...not sure I know what you mean." he said giving some mock innocent look.
"You. I'm talking about last night." I let the words tumble out of my mouth.
Glancing up at the something else I couldn't see, I could see Edward's adam's apple bob up and down as he took in a deep gulp of nothing. "You've never complained about my performance before." He glanced down at me, giving me one of those half smiles that I loved so much.
"Yeah, well I never had a performance with a secret behind it either. Did Alice see something?"
Edward flinched when I asked him about Alice. "No, Alice hasn't seen anything. I'm sorry if I upset you love." And suddenly his hands cradled each side of my face and he looked deep into my eyes. "Did I hurt you? Please tell me if I hurt you."
I sighed. Maybe I was overreacting. He was probably just acting out a fantasy. It's not like I didn't enjoy it. "No Edward. I don't know how many times I have to remind you this, but I'm not frail, breakable Bella anymore. And it wasn't that long ago when I was stronger than you. So please. Please. Stop thinking that everything you do hurts me. I'm sorry I questioned it. It's just that...well...we'd never been like that before. And the hole in the wall. I just wondered where it all came from. There was so much frustration behind it."
I watched as his face stayed focused and controlled. "No my Bella, I'm sorry about that. Really I am. I know it took you by surprise, and quite frankly, I was surprised at myself. I guess I just missed you so much...I had to have you right then and there." He smirked smugly and started getting dressed. "Are you coming with me to Carlisle's?"
"Yeah, I'm coming." I smiled and turned to head out of the closet. I had felt better after talking to him. I knew I was being silly.
Edward emerged from our room, looking calm and collected, and met me at the door. Closing the door behind me, Edward had already started jogging his way there. I started to run to catch up, knowing that my full force running would catch up with him in a couple of seconds, Edward started running full force and we were at Carlisle's house in no time. I loved running with Edward. It used to be that all I could see was green and brown blur of...well...blur. Now, I could run at the same pace with him and as I ran, I could see every detail of every leaf and speckle of dirt through the woods. I could see the little army of ants with tiny pieces of bright green leaves they were carrying in a single line formation. We took our time once we were close to Carlisle's and Edward took my hand as we strolled up the steps, towards the front door.
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