I gasped sitting up, tangled in the sheets. My comforter lay in a pile on the floor. Shivering I grabbed it. The knock at the door startled me.
"Lilly."
Edward? Of all the people that could come up here.
"Yes?"
"May I come in?"
"Sure." What was I going to say to him?
He opened the door, I don't know why but I was imagining seeing Bella poking her head out from behind him, but he came in alone.
Well, this was awkward.
"Are you okay?" He sounded like he really cared.
"No," what was the point in lying?
"Is there something I can do?"
"Can you make bad dreams go away?"
He smiled. I sobbed; he was at my side faster than I could understand.
"I don't know what my boundaries are with you," he said.
"What do you mean boundaries?"
"Is it okay for me to hug you?"
I was stunned for a moment until he moved and his arms wrapped around me. I clung to him like I did to Jake earlier and just sobbed. There was too much emotion in my head that I was unsure on how to deal with them. At this moment I had never felt so…lost, confused, sad, and angry, hurt, loved, wanted and cared for all at the same time.
"Lilly, am sorry for offending you, I really did not mean for it to look or seem like I hated or did not want you here."
I nodded, he looked at me. I watched as his brows furrowed.
"What?"
"Your eyes, there not brown."
"No there a light gray blue."
Why cover them up? Who knows, I dyed my hair too.
"There's a lot that I've hidden." I said.
"Like?"
"My skin color, hair color, eye color. Who I am as a person,"
"What color is your hair?"
"Naturally I'm a fair blond. A toe head is what most people say. I am super pale, but being around you guys doesn't seem too bad."
He laughed, which made me smile I grabbed a thick book I kept in my nightstand and opened it. I dumped the photos out in front of me. Edward sat on the end of my bed as I handed him a photos and turned the light on.
"You look pretty in this picture," he said.
I had blond hair my eyes were wide but not in a surprised way. I laughed remembering Oliver taking that photo. We had just got back from spending the week in Florida. My hair was wispy looking because I was standing in the front yard. Oliver had just told me after making me mad that he couldn't live without me. It sounded so cheesy. It still did. I was biting my lip in the photo.
"Thank you."
"You should go back blond Lilly. Not that you don't make a pretty brown eyed brunette, it doesn't look like you."
"It doesn't feel like me either."
"I should let you get some sleep." he said.
"What I need is fresh air," I said slipping into a pair of slippers. I grabbed my blanket and walked out right after him. He shook his head.
"What?" I said.
"Nothing, come on. I'll go with you."
I smiled and walked right next to him we walked into the living room. The lights were on the television was going, but there was no sound. Jasper sat with Alice on a window seat, he was reading and she had a laptop perched on her knees. Carlisle had a book in his hands but was more interested in the conversation he was having with Esme and Rose. Emmett sat on the couch near the television with a controller in his hands. It was three o' clock in the morning and they all looked like it was two on a Sunday afternoon. Their heads turned all at the same time looking at me as I stood next to Edward.
"I just need my jacket Lilly then we can go."
I nodded. Not a lot about them made sense, who was I to judge. He handed me a flashlight, where he got it was a mystery. I followed him outside.
"Were all staying home from school tomorrow, you can too if you want," he said.
"Okay," I was lost but I could care less, lately that's the only feeling I had.
"You'll see tomorrow. Are you cold?"
"What?"
"Are you cold?" he asked. I looked down and saw that my blanket was hanging low on my arms and I was shivering. He pulled it up.
"Thank you," I said shaking my head smiling.
He laughed.
"Tell me about Bella?"
"Why do you want to hear about her?"
"She's your girlfriend, you're my brother," I said laughing at his confused expression.
"She's nice." He said.
"Nice, wow. What a fantastic one word description of a girlfriend. "
"I love her, Bella is my world." He said. His face softened as he said it.
"That's more like it." He laughed.
I linked my arm through his as we walked, "Bella has a look about her when she looks at you. She is so utterly desperately in love with you."
"What about you?"
"Me, Edward I like you but declaring my love for you is pushing it," I said with a face as straight as I could make it.
"What!?"
I laughed.
"You mean Oliver?" I said trying to gain back some amount of composure.