Chapter Four.
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Charlie helped me up the stairs, I told him I needed to use the bathroom first, so that he didn't find Alice in the bedroom. I mentally slapped myself remembering she could easily hide, but I didnt want to take any risks.
After locking the bathroom door quickly, I made my way to the sink and stared at myself in the foggy mirror. I stared at myself until my face didnt make sense, who was I? This nose... it doesnt feel connected to me, have I always had freckles? Two bloodshot orbs glaring back at me in my reflection. I didnt recognise myself at all. I bit my lip remembering his kisses... without warning a sharp nauseating pain hit my stomach and I abruptly fell to the floor heaving, nothing came out though, of course it wouldn't, I couldn't remember the last time I ate.
I lay there for a good 5 minutes before I gathered my senses and gradually pulled myself off the floor. I knew Alice would be waiting for me, worried. I found one of Charlies t-shirts on the floor, I decided this would be comfortable enough and I didnt have the strength to venture around for proper pyjamas.
I stripped off my clothes. I would burn them, how could I ever wear them again? I glanced down at the bruises covering my right leg, its a shame I can't burn away my body as easily. I slipped on Charlies extra large t-shirt, which seemed to drown me, and headed to my bedroom.
As promised there was Alice, waiting for me on my bed. I couldn't help but smile a little; at least I wouldn't be alone tonight.
"Are you feeling any better?" She asked me.
"I don't know Alice, I dont feel anything." It was true.
"Come on, lets get you to bed." She pulled me onto the bed and tucked me in. "I will be sitting over there," she pointed to my rocking chair, "all night, so you don't need to worry."
I gave her a warm smile and settled into the comfort and protection of my duvet. I could barely hear Alice; she was so quiet it made me feel like I was alone. Alone, no Edward, not ever again. Tears were streaming down my cheeks, I tried to stay silent, but I couldn't control the sobs retching through my broken chest.
I felt a pair of cold arms wrap around my waist, Alice, always my saviour.